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In the form of a basic poem, I do write Asking all whom this do read, To take a small moment to type, A specific message to me. I ask that in this note you send You tell me what troubles you. For don't despair, it's not the end, I truly care for each of you. I care for the depressed teen, Contemplating "doing it." I reach out to the drama queen, Who just wants to quit. I care for the "mighty **** Who goes home and sobs in the pillow. I see the one whom all do mock, And who's confidence is shallow. I care for the single father, Who just lost his job. I hear the cries of his daughter, Who just wants her daddy. I've seen you all for far too long, Without letting you know I'm here! I care! They're wrong! There is someone out there Who'll listen! Who'll comfort! Trust me, I see your tears! And my arms are open. Talk to me, if just to vent at the world And I'll respond to your anguish. I may not be able to take away all the pain, But I can bear some of its weight for you. My. Arms. Are. Open.
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 6:54 PM UTC
Open Arms
In the form of a basic poem, I do write Asking all whom this do read, To take a small moment to type, A specific message to me. I ask that in this note you send You tell me what troubles you. For don't despair, it's not the end, I truly care for each of you. I care for the depressed teen, Contemplating "doing it." I reach out to the drama queen, Who just wants to quit. I care for the "mighty **** Who goes home and sobs in the pillow. I see the one whom all do mock, And who's confidence is shallow. I care for the single father, Who just lost his job. I hear the cries of his daughter, Who just wants her daddy. I've seen you all for far too long, Without letting you know I'm here! I care! They're wrong! There is someone out there Who'll listen! Who'll comfort! Trust me, I see your tears! And my arms are open. Talk to me, if just to vent at the world And I'll respond to your anguish. I may not be able to take away all the pain, But I can bear some of its weight for you. My. Arms. Are. Open.
#You'reNotAlone #OpenArms #HereForYou
thechosenone
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 6:54 PM UTC
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