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MysticSeamaiden
Dreama Jenn
United States, il, chicago

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I'm So Sorry

I am so sorry that I didn't stop the pain.
I tried as hard as one person could.
I believed in the kindness of others.
So sorry I made that fatal mistake.
Goodwill towards man was what I was taught,
I thought others would come to your aide.
All they needed was to know that you needed help,
Again I apologize for trusting in humanity.
I took pen to paper, I shouted your carks.
I wrote with my heart, my soul.
I just knew that someone would hear, would care.
I was so wrong, so very wrong.
I can only beg for your forgiveness,
I can only make promises of truth.
I can only tell you I'll always hear you,
I can only tell you I'll always help you.
I've heard that if you are poor, homeless,
Alone you will stay, none open their eyes to you.
Never will I turn a blind eye to you,
I refuse to become as the masses.
Hatred may come my way for my beliefs.
Pain many may try to cause me.
Fret not, I'll not walk away from you.
I'll never stop yelling the truth till it's heard.
I feel only pity for the masses,
The ones that see nothing.
The ones that believe all they read in the newspaper,
The ones that blame you for being poor & alone.
I'll gladly take every dig with pride.
I'll be happy to have those hate me.
I'll rejoice with each and every hate mail.
I'll then know rather they do or not, I'm reaching them.
Till the time comes that the masses see the pain,
Till the sun shines for all I'll not rest.
Till the rich become as the poor, I'll fight.
I'll battle the ignorantness, the cecity.
Till the battle is won know this,
Forever will I be your friend.
Never will I mind the filth you're forced into,
Never will I walk away in disgust.
One thing that I'm certain of,
Is that I rather have you by my side,
Than the masses with their blinders on.
I'm sorry they're too shallow to care.
Never will I rest till the truth comes out.
All must know the pain that you feel.
Know the disgrace they make you feel.
Till they learn how to care.

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Holly Sue Kay Comment by: Holly Sue Kay - 2008-07-14 00:28
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I loved it it was deep and very beautiful!
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