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annamaria-gagno
Canadian I am who I am. Passionate of Writing. Beautiful Words that mean something to someones mind.
Where did we all go forgetting place we write of lovely words no writes beauty I arrive to see any new poems a place of ghost no one around where did everyone go busy life no time to write just like myself forgetting a site we love to write if anyone forgets my new email is [email protected] let's write again it's a place we create image experience just beauty for us how all express love on words
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Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 7:25 PM UTC
Where Did We All Go
My new email account is: [email protected] Annamaria's old email has been hack. Someone from India. Annamaria lives in Canada. [email protected] is no longrt a served Thank You: Annamaroa
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Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 9:49 PM UTC
Attention All Members
Love is beautiful to capture with one we in love Lord Praise us with all beauty give us this day yet we seem to forget reasom a purpose to Why? Another day gone to we forget the one in; Bdy mind spirit of our soul Lord loves us all Love is beautiful in it's own wimgs to fly If only we can capture the Faith of our Lord give back the mraning of love to the Lord himself Lord whispers silent no who did wrong or rigjt Lord forgives Lord is above us al with Hope to Pray om.anf return the love what has given to us Lord forgives to us Lord sends us words of wisdom Love is pure to capture bu nature humans the way it is love is to be the amazing thought of the Lord himself Amen.
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Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 8:01 AM UTC
Love is Beautiful
Image of what we see who is there who is not spiritual way to see is the sense of the being air is crisp cold breeze come by is there someone there do we know who is there answer is within us only those who can understand the life of spirits of their own souls walk about not knowing who they are Image of a glow can we see him who would it be he stand in the light beauty is there to see reflection of ourselves is knowing what is haunting us ghost wonders as spirits arise no one cannot see the image it's the one we feel lost in the world gone missing where are they are land to land they lay in row on the grounds people not barred tears come out in photograph for those who took the picture's of reality for us to see Image of what we see war bombs cry's tears screams one by one or all standing in the line to be shot and **** why does this happen in today's world not matter how we all are our hopes of spirits we do not know when it will happen to us tears flow by children where are their parents shot killed see the blood flow like a river Image of what we see is the fear for us all it could happen to us but when but look up image is there by the Lord we Pray and we Pray on we speak we see we cannot explain thousands and thousands die for no reason purpose is from whom the hate of crime no matter what is out there Image is clear and loud to what we see credulity in the world will never stop it's a life on going pain what we see and get no one says anything but do they in secret of their own we are meant to live and survive we are meant to die and survive we are meant not to understand why we are in hell or in the heavens of the Lord we can only do so much we start over and over life is that way to view the image it is sad to see but in our own way we see through our mind hate anger frustration confuse cruelty nonsense be-trail of insentience of people get caught in the middle view the image is watching reading the news what our world is going to Lord we ask to watch over us we know Lord you can only do so much we are here for the reason to challenge ourselves to give a hand to a hand to help no matter what we are humans we are the being to look after each one us knowing the facts children are scarred in many worlds to have the comforts of a home seeing the image a child does not forget seeing the view and images of their parents shot dead in the line of duty for they have no reason to understand crime took away the hope and the loving of their natural parents they can erase what they see and what is going on Image of What we See is the reflection of many who cruse the evil way of hate destroy the life style of humans who do not deserve to be shot and killed for what purpose to believe in their own way of life to live by children are the future yet Image's that they see a memory that won't erase Image of What we See
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Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 11:59 AM UTC
Image of What we See
Image of what we see who is there who is not spiritual way to see is the sense of the being air is crisp cold breeze come by is there someone there do we know who is there answer is within us only those who can understand the life of spirits of their own souls walk about not knowing who they are Image of a glow can we see him who would it be he stand in the light beauty is there to see reflection of ourselves is knowing what is haunting us ghost wonders as spirits arise no one cannot see the image it's the one we feel lost in the world gone missing where are they are land to land they lay in row on the grounds people not barred tears come out in photograph for those who took the picture's of reality for us to see Image of what we see war bombs cry's tears screams one by one or all standing in the line to be shot and **** why does this happen in today's world not matter how we all are our hopes of spirits we do not know when it will happen to us tears flow by children where are their parents shot killed see the blood flow like a river Image of what we see is the fear for us all it could happen to us but when but look up image is there by the Lord we Pray and we Pray on we speak we see we cannot explain thousands and thousands die for no reason purpose is from whom the hate of crime no matter what is out there Image is clear and loud to what we see credulity in the world will never stop it's a life on going pain what we see and get no one says anything but do they in secret of their own we are meant to live and survive we are meant to die and survive we are meant not to understand why we are in hell or in the heavens of the Lord we can only do so much we start over and over life is that way to view the image it is sad to see but in our own way we see through our mind hate anger frustration confuse cruelty nonsense be-trail of insentience of people get caught in the middle view the image is watching reading the news what our world is going to Lord we ask to watch over us we know Lord you can only do so much we are here for the reason to challenge ourselves to give a hand to a hand to help no matter what we are humans we are the being to look after each one us knowing the facts children are scarred in many worlds to have the comforts of a home seeing the image a child does not forget seeing the view and images of their parents shot dead in the line of duty for they have no reason to understand crime took away the hope and the loving of their natural parents they can erase what they see and what is going on Image of What we See is the reflection of many who cruse the evil way of hate destroy the life style of humans who do not deserve to be shot and killed for what purpose to believe in their own way of life to live by children are the future yet Image's that they see a memory that won't erase Image of What we See
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Day of tomorrow sparks the love day is the channel comes once a year why does it have to be the one year why not every day love is devotion the person you love creation of hope and dignity seeing the beauty of your woman or your man giving a love is receiving both ways why does it have to be just a love for a woman why not express to a man as well for it's 50% of both love is forever more can you be mine if tomorrow brings flowers of chocolates roses beloved the love our two people knowing what a perfect day it is love is everywhere love of Faith love of the person your with tomorrow brings the world of a moment let the hearts begin when does it start dinner for two a love card given personal quote of a note meant by you showing the eye's of love when do we start love is holding the one you married love is the way you express your feelings out to see the day through Valentine's should come every day for the meaning of the pride of marriage endure each couple who they are not what they are memories are there for a reason flowers chocolates little gifts are great is that the meaning of Valentine's Day Day of tomorrow sparks the love of love kiss showing the one you love is sending moment of wine and dine make it last for the desserts are waiting at home to engage the ending of tomorrow Happy Valentine's Day too all in the world of love
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC
Day of Tomorrow Sparks the Love
Letting those Random over our Actions to why we are human as they are what makes them better then those who are different kindness is the will power if they only see the believe life has became so strange to what we may see knowing what we have to do voice out what we see seeing the wrong in people why do they judge on the week if we all feel the loss of our own minds perhaps letting those random us by placing a judgment call to pray over other illness we try no to think that but yet humans remind us every day what we have seeing us like if were stupid dumb not knowing how to spell write wow whoop i can't those act the random by helping teaching those who can achieve not just those who fell they are normal letting those random over our actions you think we are to blame no we been rejected by whom parents families friends peers at school employee's no matter we are we seem to be rejected talk if we don't know talk if we don't make sense talk if we cannot make any word come out no one will sit and listen no one will be there when you come home all we hear every day at home screaming yelling horror stories of cruelty of their own actions they take upon those does anyone out there realize the actions random to those with an illness we are random to there own eye's believe in yourself doesn't hurt to help show wonder why these illness of everyone around world become ill depression is the random of a pie a whole pie describes which illness we all have look in the mirror to those who are normal tell yourself in the darkness of your inner side do you have an illness to scare to speak someone may out cast you out feelings inside is cruel many out there suffer with depress a whole pie to those who fight every day battle of a challenge letting those random over our actions when it's they who have the actions of an attitude they cannot control letting those random over our actions when they are reason and purpose of our actions to fear and to gain courage to be out there in the world that seems to capture us in the corner looking down not straight letting those random over our actions is them who act on themselves and take onto us
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 12:17 PM UTC
Letting those Random over Our Actions
Letting those Random over our Actions to why we are human as they are what makes them better then those who are different kindness is the will power if they only see the believe life has became so strange to what we may see knowing what we have to do voice out what we see seeing the wrong in people why do they judge on the week if we all feel the loss of our own minds perhaps letting those random us by placing a judgment call to pray over other illness we try no to think that but yet humans remind us every day what we have seeing us like if were stupid dumb not knowing how to spell write wow whoop i can't those act the random by helping teaching those who can achieve not just those who fell they are normal letting those random over our actions you think we are to blame no we been rejected by whom parents families friends peers at school employee's no matter we are we seem to be rejected talk if we don't know talk if we don't make sense talk if we cannot make any word come out no one will sit and listen no one will be there when you come home all we hear every day at home screaming yelling horror stories of cruelty of their own actions they take upon those does anyone out there realize the actions random to those with an illness we are random to there own eye's believe in yourself doesn't hurt to help show wonder why these illness of everyone around world become ill depression is the random of a pie a whole pie describes which illness we all have look in the mirror to those who are normal tell yourself in the darkness of your inner side do you have an illness to scare to speak someone may out cast you out feelings inside is cruel many out there suffer with depress a whole pie to those who fight every day battle of a challenge letting those random over our actions when it's they who have the actions of an attitude they cannot control letting those random over our actions when they are reason and purpose of our actions to fear and to gain courage to be out there in the world that seems to capture us in the corner looking down not straight letting those random over our actions is them who act on themselves and take onto us
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Long to write what my heart feels I see beyond deztiny to where it maybe no wonders in my mind just sit and write I'm not alone just the eay it is I see life becomes real I see death becomes sadness Long to write is it history or facts yet I sit look out through my window wanting to escape from the worlds battle I see hear children cry lost hearts lost times seeing the blood run through the streets of hell no wonder I write it's real Focus on others what they see is life or death being shot to **** Where are their parents laying somewhere in row of others dead to **** we are not strangers to all this misfits we write in pure honesty facts of life or death I sit and wonder how crazy the world is yet they say let's fo for the children protect them how life is a history that never changes cause seeing all the fragile state of mind this is how I write I sit wonders of my mind hoping praying but it still same issue we live every day all we can do think ahead long to write what insense of people children of all ages cry in the mist of war to live or die not I slowly settle down my emotions close my eye's wondering what I would do as I sit and continue on long to write
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Feb 12, 2013
Feb 12, 2013 at 8:54 PM UTC
Long to Write
My tears flow like a river running through pain. that's all I feel tears pouring like a heavy rain why am I so hurt inside tears aren't stopping should I rush to shore safety I my needs would I drown body would flow by the tears of my soul I hurt deeply and sad no matter what I'll see is nothing more except heavy tain storm to wash out the life within let go and drown in empty thoughts
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Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 9:03 PM UTC
My Tears Flow
His foot steps she follows yet he is angry not happy with her no matter how she tries she on his time clock money doesn't matter to him it's not his she spends to make him happy yet when she is broke down bottom his words are give him space for she has nothing to give a clock that ticks seeing by face he turns awau not give her the contactiom of the eye's words come she speaks following his foot steps made him angry his words to her by his own voice is saying FU turns away angry telling her your not following his foot steps she see's what he does in her point of view she does what he does borrowing from people asking the people money he needs if it's okay with him all she knows following the steps of him now angry a child places his face towards the window while riding on the bus to home saying good by to him bu her made her feel the whole world is against all odds when people do this all day facts of life he cannot except the mistakes he does all she knows clock ticks on his timer where facts are straight asking by someone she is doing what he does following his foots to wha he does she feels it's for her he place judgment on her for the mistakes she does is not exceptable but it's okay for him to follow his own foot steps of his mistakes now angry he ignores her without a word of silence a childs play he does on her is fool shr became of him by saying FU not happy right now silence became of him without a good-bye his foot steps she follows
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Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 7:07 PM UTC
His Foot Steps She Follows
Tells of a silent cry who would that be the children out there mothers crying for the children to come home where are they we are silent without a sound we cannot speak for they are quiet without a sound they cannot speak there is no voice to hear they lay silent without knowing who is in the room yet they speak with their hands different way to unlock the silents between the world who speaks loud and clear yet they are focus by view seeing things that they can understand who is silent around you yet they can read your lips as you sit with friends and family gesture are there we know the silence to who they are they cry for the deepness of themselves yet courage is brave yet they are silent when they sleep who would protect them they became brave on their own knowing tells of a silent cry it change the world around knowing they speak with their hands no one turns away from them because they cannot hear or voice out the cords they are just like us communication is the positive out look they reach out to point us they are just normal they can do what we can do they focus on reality and fought to believe in themselves tells of a silent cry gave glory to the sun that shines out their own way of life
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Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 6:40 PM UTC
Tells of a Silent Cry