NEVER GIVE UP
by BB Adams
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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I walk the dark streets, with unreleased relief from the heat. Pressure surrounds me with silent pain underneath, impecunious reality so I must beseech. Hope standing before me, yet to far to reach. Can't understand my demise, yet everyday I still must rise and breathe. And so again indeed I must try, and try and try and try. Until I succeed.
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| Reviewed by Cynthia Buhain-Baello |
12/23/2008 |
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Hello BB Adams,
Very moving and intensely worded. They say "try and try until you die." Only the dead stop trying, so live on...
Cynthia |
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| Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle |
12/22/2008 |
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An excellent poem on never giving up hope,take care
Edwin |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
12/21/2008 |
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Perserverence and inner strength mixed with the right attitude, wonderful.....
Be always safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by Susan Smith |
12/21/2008 |
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| These words embody the indominable spirit. There is a basis for lyrics in a heart felt song here. |
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| Reviewed by Terry Robertson |
12/21/2008 |
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| I like this a lot. Don't we all feel these universal feelings? Well crafted and an excellent write. |
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