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  • Terrie Williams
  • March 30, 2019

This poem touched my heart. I was 6 months when my auntie died. She was just 21 and she left 3 children. I wish she were still around. Then I lost another auntie. There was just 4 years between us, and she was just 34 when she died. They both had so much to live for.

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  • Anisha Joseph
  • March 30, 2019

Thank you, Eric. Yes, fear usually keeps us away from our desires. It makes us doubt our own ability, and we spend our whole life thinking that we are not good enough, but the moment we decide to overcome it, we realize what we are capable of and how easy it is to break all the barriers.

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  • Pebble Tackett Sellers
  • March 30, 2019

Hi, I love this poem and will be sharing it at our women's ministry annual tea because our theme is "Whispers of the Lord." Praying that those who are babes in their Christian walk will have a better understanding of His love.

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  • Pamela J Campbell, Christchurch, New Zealand
  • March 30, 2019

I am currently going through a lot. I was touched by this poem. Friends do come and go. I have had problems all my life. They got worse in 2012-2014. I am 35. I have support people now, so I have some comfort knowing I am loved and cared for and not alone in my battles. I am learning to be positive, have hope, faith, assertiveness, mindfulness now, and letting go of negative people and judgemental people in my life. It is better to be positive, supportive, and non-judgemental.

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  • Taylor Jones
  • March 30, 2019

Hi, I am a 15-year-old girl dealing with the same thing. I've had 5 friends try to kill themselves, and all of them called me and told me they were going to. I also have what my counselor refers to as a "fixing people complex," so I take everybody's burdens unto myself to try and help them. You posted this two years ago, do you still not cut?

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  • Cheri Childs
  • March 29, 2019

I lost my brother January 4,1988. He died of complications from Diabetes Type 1. He was only 33 years old. It's like I lost half of myself. I didn't know how to live without him. Now I have gotten to a place I can remember the happy, funny times. It's been a long, hard road.

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  • Brianna L Zacharias
  • March 29, 2019

My father and mother both stole and did drugs with my younger sisters and me in the house. They always got in arguments, throwing things at each other and yelling in front of us. I was scared of what was happening to my life. Later, my grandparents got us and went to court. Three years later, I am 14 and living with my grandparents. My dad is in prison, and my mom out, trying to get my sisters and me back even though I don't want to go back. I wish that she would just listen to me for once.

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  • Lonely
  • March 29, 2019

I am 14 years old and it's been 12 years since my mom passed away. I don't know why, but I never seem to get over these days though I can't clearly remember her face. She passed away when I was 2 years old. I don't know why, but every time I think of those moments, I hate myself for being too young. All I want is to just spend one more day, just one, with her. No matter how hard I try to forget, she always comes back to me. I may not have known her for long, or even know her, but I will always miss her. I have an illness and it's spreading. I don't know how much longer I can live more. 12 years ago today, my little brother who is 3 months old passed away together with her. And it hit me hard. All my family members were gone except my dad and sister. Though I am not alone, my heart feels heavy, and sometimes it's hard to carry it around. I have to pretend like I an okay all the time. This poem really reaches out to me and how I feel. I miss her so much, and I cry all the time at night.

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  • Serinitey
  • March 28, 2019

Hello. This poem hit me very hard because it is like my life right now. It has been for a couple of years. This poem is like words that are in my head. It is a very beautiful poem.

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  • Mirsini Tsapanidou
  • March 28, 2019

Okay so I had read this poem a year ago, and now that I have been reading Leo Buscaglia's "Live, Love, Learn," he had written this poem saying that a student of his, who wished to remain anonymous, gave it to him and let him include it in his book. He explained how this poem underlines the importance of doing whatever you want to do today and not wait for tomorrow, and I completely agree with him.

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