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Pancreatic cancer (also called cancer of the pancreas) is represented by the growth of a malignant tumour within the small pancreas organ. Each year about 31,000 individuals in the...
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Wednesday November 25, 2009
STORY WALL
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I'LL START THIS ON THE FRIDAY. I GOT A CALL ABOUT 7 AM AND IT WAS A FRIEND THAT MY DAD WAS LIVING WITH( YES HE STAYED WITH THEM DUE TO I WORK NIGHTS AND HE NEEDED 24 HOUR CARE) SHE SAID THA...
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Still trying to get off the medicine, but every time I think I am close I get the pain back. I have noticed that my moods also set off the pain. And I really think the weather does too. Not only am I having pain often (maybe a 4-5 on the pain scale) I am getting that horrible pain back where I can
t breath and it is scary along with exhausting. I feel I am always tired too after these attact...
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More »INSPIRATIONAL STORIES
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im getting closer to stevens feelings and thoughts.
i am learning new things about him, what he feels and thinks.
he is showing me all i had to do is give him the space to do it.
Meds help allot too~~~~1 Recommendation3 Comments
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A poem for my groovy friend... you know who you ar...
Girlpoet Mar 27, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008 |
A poem for my groovy friend... you know who you are sweetie... (in a major writing mood the last few days)
Empty
The nature of the giver is to be an open book
all anyone has to do is open their eyes and look
See the sorrow, see the unshed tears
see the anger, remorse and hearts fears
See my enpty hand, held out to you
see the space between us, inches so few
My empty arms, so willing to hold you tig...2 Recommendations4 Comments -
Our Bond - Words From Dad “Do not mourn me, ...
Girlpoet Aug 21, 2008
Our Bond --- (the poem I have to read at my Dad's funeral...
Thursday, August 21, 2008 |
Our Bond - Words From Dad
“Do not mourn me, for my heart is yours, forever and beyond.
Do not shed tears of sadness for me, forever remains our bond.
Right at your side I will forever remain, felt in the wind and in the rain.
Laughing beside you in times of joy, holding your hand in times of pain.
Curled beside you as you lie your tired and weary head down to sleep,
Gently and lovingly kissing a...3 Recommendations2 Comments -
ok... So this is what I wrote in a letter to my Gr...
Girlpoet Apr 03, 2008
Thursday, April 3, 2008 |
ok... So this is what I wrote in a letter to my Grandma (before and after parts don't matter)... truth speaks again.. I never listen when its about me tho... me DUH!!!! Leaving it open to the public for now... Dunno why. Just am.. will change it to just friends sometime tomorrow. (changed it to "just friends" round noon Thursday).....
"I know that life is by far NOT easy. I know...2 Recommendations2 Comments -
She started as nothingShe was born nowhere, filled...
MusicMyLove Aug 04, 2008
Felt like writing and this is what came of it...
Monday, August 4, 2008 |
She started as nothingShe was born nowhere, filled with nothing. As empty as a cup full of air. No one tried to fill her with anything more than she was already. She was a ghost of a little girl. There was no love, no hate, nothing. She was just there. She was left to her own devices even from a young age. Her diaper was changed as an after thought when the stench became unbearable. When she was ...1 Recommendation2 Comments -
This is the poem I wrote about an hour after...
Girlpoet May 21, 2009
My Rock - Poem i wrote for Poppi
Thursday, May 21, 2009 |
This is the poem I wrote about an hour after we released my dads ashes in accordance to his final wish. Thought I'd post. K. C ya!
My Rock
Final wish granted, in your spot you remain
Everyday thats past, a reminder that life will never be the same
With laughter of memoriesand stories past
We share your joy and love, a life taken way to fast
Eagles soar high through the winds of your ti...1 Recommendation1 Comment -
I wrote this on 2/10/2003 Hope someone likes ...
MusicMyLove May 06, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009 |
I wrote this on 2/10/2003
Hope someone likes it...
Emotions roiling boiling inside
Looking all around, nowhere to hide
Oceans erupting in eyes filled with pain
Hoping to never feel these things again
Reaching for peace in dew drops and mist
Seeing in blue skies enchantments first kiss
Glistening like drops of mandarin light
The sun will go down with sunsets glowing fight
Rivers glow silver in moonlight so...1 Recommendation1 Comment -
A poem for today cuz my heart is shrouded in shado...
Girlpoet May 01, 2008
Thursday, May 1, 2008 |
A poem for today cuz my heart is shrouded in shadows doubt today.... (not ny best work, but felt feelings regardless)
Look Around
Look around and tell me what do you see
do you see me as you want you want me to be
Look around and see me for who I am, see it all
do you see only the good, or the how I look when I fall
Look around at yourself, and tell me what yor reflection shows
do you see the light or&n...1 Recommendation1 Comment -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=stGDD-4Ln-4
Gesoma Aug 04, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009 |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=stGDD-4Ln-41 Recommendation -
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only1kim Jul 21, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009 |
STILL HE WALKED
He could hear the crowds screaming "crucify" "crucify"...
He could hear the hatred in their voices,
These were his chosen people.
He loved them,
And they were going to crucify him.
He was beaten, bleeding and weakened... His heart was broken,
But still He walked.
He could see the crowd as he came from the palace.
He knew each of the faces so well.
He had cre...1 Recommendation -
A poem.. cuz... well... cuz I needed to and it has...
Girlpoet Mar 26, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008 |
A poem.. cuz... well... cuz I needed to and it has been way too damn fucking long...
(Since this is a open to all entry, please send any comments or whatever via message.. or I will read and remove from here... I leave all my poems open, for whatever reason. Thanks for understanding, sorry if it is annoying...)
"Could Have Been"s
My heart hurts and screams, my teary eyes sting
from all the...1 Recommendation
Thursday, March 27, 2008 |
A poem for my groovy friend... you know who you are sweetie... (in a major writing mood the last few days)
Empty
The nature of the giver is to be an open book
all anyone has to do is open their eyes and look
See the sorrow, see the unshed tears
see the anger, remorse and hearts fears
See my enpty hand, held out to you
see the space between us, inches so few
My empty arms, so willing to hold you tig...2 Recommendations4 Comments -
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