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    MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

    LOVE WILL ALWAYS HELP U THROUGH

    IF U LUV HER AS U SAY
    THEN BELIEVE ME, COME WHAT MAY
    ALL UR FEARS WILL FADE AWAY
    AND IF UR GOOD AND KIND
    HEEPS OF COURAGE U WILL FIND.

    THEN SOME HOW UR NOT SO SMALL, I'M ONLY 4'11 BY THE WAY
    NOT SO SCARED TO TAKE A FALL,
    SUDDENLY YOU'RE TEN FEET TALL,
    STANDING UP TO THOSE WHO WOULD
    TRY TO HARM U IF THEY COULD.

    WHEN UR HEART IS BIG AND STRONG
    U CAN RIGHT MOST ANY WRONG,
    WHEN U KNOW THAT U BELONG
    2 SOMEONE WHO LUVS U TOO
    THERE IS NOTHING U CAN'T DO.

    U WILL FIND YOUR SIZE EXPANDS,
    WHEN U GIVE UR HELPING HANDS
    TO SOMEONE WHO UNDERSTANDS,
    MOUNTAINS THEN BECOME IN TIME
    NOT SO VERY HARD TO CLIMB.

    WHEN U LUV AS MUCH AS ME,
    SOMEONE WHO YOU'D LIKE SEE
    CLOSE BESIDE U CONSTANTLY,
    THEN IF UR GOOD AN KIND
    HEEPS OF COURAGE U WILL FIND

    IF UR HEART STAYS STRONG AN TRUE,
    THEN UR LUV WILL ALWAYS HELP U THROUGH.

    AFTER I'D BEEN GIVING MY EVIDENCE AN GETTING BATTERED BY THE DEFENCE BARASTER 4 40 MINS
    THAT IS HOW I FELT THERE WAS NO WAY HE WAS GOIN 2 BREAK ME BECAUSE WAS TELLING THE TRUTH. LISTENING TO LAST OF THE MOHICANS THEME TUNE IN THE MORNING HELPED PHYCE ME UP TOO. I WORK AS A CARER IN THE COMMUNNITY TAKING CARE OF OLD PEOPLE, ON THE TUESDAY BEFORE I GAVE MY EVIDENCE ONE OF MY LADIES GRABBED MY HAND AND KISSED ME SHE TOLD ME HOW MUCH SHE LOVED ME AND TOLD ME HOW KIND AND CARING I AM. WHEN I CAME OUT OF COURT ON THE FOLLOWING WEDNESDAY IHAD A TEXT MESSAGE ON MY PHONE SAYING SHE HAD PASSED AWAY. IFOUND OUT LATER THAT DAY SHE HAD COMITED SUICIDE, THE MORNING I GAVE MY EVIDENCE. GOD BLESS:upset: I BELEIVE LISA AN MINNIE WERE IN THAT STAND WITH ME BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHERE I GOT MY STRENGTH FROM. SINCE I'VE BLESSED LISAS HOUSE AND BEDROOM ITS BEEN LIKE SIXTH SENSE. LOTS OF PEOPLE WHO HAVE PASSED ARE TALKING TO ME. I' ALWAYS BEEN TOLD I WAS PHYCIC
    BUT NEVER HAVE I EXPERIENCE ANYTHING AS SCARY, SHOCKING AND YET SOOTHING AND PEACEFUL AT THE SAME TIME. BLOODY TRANQULISERS ARNT WORKING TOO WELL I CAN'T STOP TYPING. I WAS AFRAID I WAS GOING TO DIE IF I WENT TO SLEEP LAST NIGHT AND HAD TO CALL A DOCTORS AT 1AM. HE WAS VERY GOOD AND TOLD ME LOTS OF PEOPLE EXPERIENCE THIS SORT OF THING WHEN PEOPLE DIE. THE MADDEST THING WAS CHRISTMAS MORNING. LISAS BODY COULD NOT BE EMBALMED BECAUSE OF THE WAY SHE DIED AND ALL TESTS THEY HAD 2 DO ON HER. I WENT 2 SEE HER BODY SHE HAD BEEN DEAD 3WKS BY THIS TIME AND WAS STARTING 2 DECOMPOSE SO THE ROOM SMELT A STRANGE, WELL XMAS MORNING MY LIVING ROOM STUNK OF THAT SMELL, MY SON WENT TO GET THE AIR FRESHENER, BUT I STOPPED HIM, LISA AND I HAD BEEN FRIENDS FOR 25YRS SHE WAS LIKE MY SISTER. SHE WAS WITH ME ALL DAY XMAS DAY AND BOXING DAY, I FEEL CLOSER TO HER NOW THAN I EVER HAVE, SHE SAID SHE'S SEEN INTO MY HEART. I LUV HER SO MUCH. BECAUSE I WAS IN SUCH SHATTERED STATE LAST NIGHT SHE STAID WITH ME ALL NIGHT WITH OTHER PEOPLE I NOW WHO HAVE PASSED AND THEY SANG FOR ME ALL NIGHT UNTILL 5AM THIS MORNING WHEN I FELL ASLEEP BUT HAD TERRIBLE DREAMS. IHAD HER FACE IN MY HANDS AND COULD ACTUALLY FEEL HER I BEGGED HER TO STAY, BUT SHE SAID SHE HAD TO GO, SHE'S STILL WITH ME NOW BUT THE FEELING ISN'T AS STRONG. I LUV AN MISS HER SO MUCH. SO SORRY 4 GOIN ON. THINK I'M GOING TO TAKE ANOTHER TRANQULISER AN TRY TO SLEEP. NICE 2 TALK 2 U ALL. NYT NYT.:l

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    MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

    :l :l :h

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      #3
      MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

      Never Give Up

      I remember that kind of grief.

      Stay with us.

      I wish I had "us" then....

      Helen

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        MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

        GRIEF IS A STRANGE THING ISN'T IT HELEN. WOKE UP AT 4.45AM IN A COLD SWEAT. GOT UP HAD CUP OF TEA, A TRANQULISER, SOME MILK THISTLE, AGRIMONY, VITAMIN B COMPOUND AND EVENING PRIMROSE, SO I'M ALL NATURALLY HERB UP APART FROM THE TRANQULIZERS. BEEN GETTING MY WASHING SORTED OUT. ITS LISA U KNOW SHE WAS OCD WITH HOUSE WORK. WE ALL USED TO TAKE THE MICKEY OUT OF HER SHE WAS SUCH A HARD WORKER. THERE BEEN A RED DOT ON MY LAP TOP SCREEN I THINK ITS LISAS SPIRIT. ITS NOT THERE RIGHT NOW SHES TELLING ME SHES BUSY. PROBERLY BLOODY VACCUMING HEAVEN KNOWING LISA. SHE SEAD U ALL HER LUV AND THANKS U 4 HELPING ME, SO DO I. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

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          #5
          MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

          Never Give Up,

          My heart soooo goes out to you. Thank you for sharing.

          Tawny

          xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo xo

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            #6
            MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

            THE ETERNAT LAMENT

            FROM MY MIND 2 THE DEPTHS OF MY SOUL
            I YEARN 2 ACHIEVE ALL MY GOALS
            AND ALL OF MY FREE TIME WILL BE SPENT
            ON THE 1'S I MISS I WILL LAMENT

            I AM NOT A PERFECTIONIST
            BUT I SEEK PERFECTION
            I AM NOT A GREAT ROMANTIC
            BUT YET I YEARN 4 AFFECTION

            ETERNALLY MY MIND WILL PRODUCE
            WAYS 2PUT MY TALENTS 2 USE
            AND WHEN I'M DONE NO MATTER WHERE I'VE BEEN
            I'LL YEARN 2 DO IT ALL AGAIN

            IF I FAIL

            IF IN MY QUEST 2 ACHIEVE MY GOALS
            I STUMBLE OR CRUMBLE AND LOSE MY SOUL
            THOSE THAT KNEW ME WOULD EASILY CO-SIGN
            THERE WAS NEVER A LIFE AS HARD AS MINE
            NO FATHER-NO MONEY-NO CHANCE AND NO GUIDE
            I ONLY FOLLOW MY VOICE INSIDE
            IF IT GUIDES ME WRONG AND I DO NOT WIN
            I'LL LEARN FROM MY MISTAKES AND TRY 2 ACHIEVE AGAIN.

            GOD

            WHEN I WAS ALONE AND HAD NOTHING
            I ASKED A FRIEND 2 HELP ME BEAR THE
            PAIN NO ONE CAME EXCEPT . . . .GOD

            WHEN I NEEDED A BREATH 2 RISE
            FROM MY SLEEP NO ONE COULD
            HELP ME EXCEPT . . . .GOD

            WHEN ALL I SAW WAS SADNESS
            AND I NEED ANSWSERS NO ONE
            HEARD ME EXCEPT . . . .GOD

            SO WHEN I AM ASKED WHO I
            GIVE MY UNCONDITIONAL LOVE 2
            LOOK FOR NO OTHER NAME
            EXCEPT . . . .GOD

            WE MUST SUPPORT POR CHILDREN IN EVERY WAY WE CAN. WE MUST ALLOW OUR CHILDREN FREEDOM TO EXPRESS THEMSELVES CREATIVELY. WE MUST PRAISE OUR CHILDREN AND THANK THEM FOR THEIR GIFT OF INSPIRATION. WE MUST MOTIVATE OUR CHILDREN SPIRITUALLY. WE MUST CHALLENGE OUR CHILDREN TO A HIGHER LEVEL OF ACHIEVEMENT. WE MUST INCREASE OUR CHILDREN'S SELF CONFIDENCE AND IMPROVE THEIR OVERALL QUALITY OF LIFE.
            SO WE SAY TO OUR CHILDREN, DRAW, PAINT, WRITE, ACT, SING, DANCE, THINK, EXPRESS, AND BE FREE TO DREAM ALWAYS.

            4 MY CHILDREN FROM TUPAC SHAKUR. XXX

            CELEBRATE LIFE
            THROUGH THE MUSIC
            THROUGH THE SPOKEN WORD
            THROUGH THE SPLATTER OF
            COLOUR ON PAPER
            OR WOOD
            OR IRON
            OF CANVAS
            BUT CELEBRATE YOUR LIFE
            CELEBRATE YOUR ABILITY
            TO FEEL JOY AND
            SADNESS
            CELEBRATE YOUR ABILITY TO FEEL!
            ONLY THEN WILL WE BE FREE TO
            FEEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

            TUPAC SHAKUR. RIP.X





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              #7
              MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

              THANKS 4 YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT. I KNOW THIS IS THE START OF SOMETHING SPECIAL.

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                MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

                SOMETHING SPECIAL

                Never Give Up wrote: THANKS 4 YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT. I KNOW THIS IS THE START OF SOMETHING SPECIAL.
                I'VE MADE A SIGNITURE BUT DON'T KNOE HOW TO GET IT ON MY THREADS. CAN ANYONE HELP ME?:thanks:

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                  #9
                  MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

                  THINK I MIGHT OF SUSSED OUT MY SIGNIGTURE. HERE GOES

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                    #10
                    MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

                    BOLLOCKS IT HASN'T WORK. HELP! SOZ BOUT SWEARING

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                      #11
                      MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

                      Well, as long as we're sharing poetry ...

                      This is something I wrote a while ago. So Never Give Up - I read your's ... so now read mine.




                      Despair is being in position where you say to yourself,
                      no, I can't live with it
                      and you go on living with it
                      and go on and on
                      by day going through the motions
                      and pretending and standing outisde yourself
                      watching yourself, like a curious spectator at a self-devouring feast

                      And there you are seeing yourself as another person
                      saying yes and no and pulling off
                      the little conjuring acts of living
                      slipping into well-worn routines
                      I say-I-say-I-say-a funny thing happened on the way to oblivion
                      to me to me to me
                      a funny thing

                      and you can't live with it and then you live with it and go on living with it and go on and on

                      and it

                      it
                      sucks the blood out of your marrow and
                      the purblind reason out of your mind
                      and the joy out of music
                      turns words into letters
                      pictures into daubs
                      friends into strangers
                      people into headlines
                      formulae into figures
                      re-arranges molecules
                      dry drunks ooze sap
                      and what doesn't snap?
                      The timber of your past is hewn, sawn and stacked

                      and go on living with it
                      and go on and on

                      the alternative being a bloated blue face
                      and vomit covered vest
                      in gas filled car

                      and go on and on

                      non-sleep nights
                      and surrealist days
                      when pavements gape and
                      traffic light scream
                      and books talk back
                      with hateful voices

                      arise from assaulted orifices
                      dissatisfied
                      and vengeaful still
                      nothing to give
                      nothing to take
                      nothing to add
                      nothing to subtract

                      and go on and on

                      and christ will it never end
                      the watching out of the corner of the mind's eye
                      wanting to smash a guilty leaf
                      pluck a vile bloom
                      from a dead breast
                      in the ashdust of a deserted world
                      where arid ideas fade

                      Crumple before harsh facts
                      and echo down lonely tombs
                      where Eros lies crucified with obscene darts

                      and go on and on

                      Pick a day any day
                      and treat it with the rare concern as though it were your last
                      (or first, it doesn't matter)
                      the dying and newborn
                      are worthy of a special concern

                      and besides
                      this is a special day
                      because you have to cope
                      like a fevered alcoholic
                      and it is a thing unto itself
                      a precious thing
                      a beloved obstacle

                      Peak after peak loom ahead to the uncertain mountaineer
                      and you climb
                      because it is there
                      dig your crampons deep
                      into shifting ice

                      Just one more day and the summit may loom
                      plant the flag and say excelsior
                      or die on the bitter exposed slopes of love
                      or go on and on
                      keeep climbing fool, on and on

                      Lack of oxygen makes you light-headed ...
                      but carbon monoxide makes you dead.

                      Think about this as you go on, and on, and on ....




                      OK Never Give Up - hope I've shared.

                      Guess I'm a shit poet but I do think a lot..

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                        #12
                        MY SONS XMAS PLAY THE DAY I GAVE EVIDENCE

                        Never Give Up

                        I wish I could do more for but i'm sending you some cyberhugs

                        :l :l :l :l

                        Paula
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