It hurts when they are gone.
Many men cry when they are alone.
Some never ever imagine them been gone.
But nothing is promise forever.
So we should cherish there when they are here.
Cause it hurt when they are gone.

Many daughters comprehend this more.
Many reminds you totally of them.
From the things they do.
From the things they say.
But like I said.
Nothing last forever.

Being rebellious might seems cool then.
But when you lose one.
You lost a good friend.
Now, if you lose two.
That's when your lonliness really begins.

Yes, you have the memories.
But you lost your very best of friends.
These folks, we simply call parents.

Who guided you?
Who molded you?
Who taught the golden rule to you?
And didn't take much off of you.

Temper tandrum was jumping rope.
That was one area you didn't want to go.
You wonder, how others got that far.
When knowing your parents brought them to a stop.
Oh, it hurt when they are gone.

You take, what you was taught?
And try to adjust.
But loving parents don't come often in your life.
So, it hurt when they are gone.

Pictures brings back good and sad memories.
When you realize you could have been a better child.
But somethings we all regret to late.
And would have changed them, if we only had one more chance.
But this one case, where it can't be?
So you hold on to those comfortable memories.
While it still hurt when they are gone.

Each person hurt in different ways.
But when one loses a parent.
You comprehend their pain.
Cause you have been there.
And although life isn't fair.
In most cases you knew your parent cared.

He cuts her with his words of hate
She has no bruises to hide
Her scars are there but never show
She carries them deep inside

He calls her stupid, a worthless girl
It's been that way for years
Some nights she cries herself to sleep
While drowning in her tears

Her self-esteem is all but gone
He's stripped her of her shame
Keeping her an empty shell
Her soul now broken and maim

And though he's never raised his hand
His abuse is easy to find
She sees the world with hollow eyes
As he tries to control her mind

He cuts her with his words of hate
She has no bruises to hide
What we see is all that's left
For a piece of her has died

Every boy she met,
found her very hot,
but she only wanted to be jilted,
nascent insecurity or free spirit?

Please, do not leave!!
My heart would be torn forever
Bleeding like the flowers called: Bleeding Hearts
Forever crying forever weeping
Forever depressed
I beg you not to leave
Of all the people on HP you are the best
The best yet!!!
The VERY best ever!!
Forever tears falling
From fair cheeks
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**~Marian~

I beg you don't leave
Then my heart would be bleeding
And my words are sand!!!

*~Marian~