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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368985" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Blood Stained Shoes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here I stand with beating heart, <br>Laid bare and bleeding in outstretched hands.<br>Take it please. I don't want it any more.<br>I've ripped it out, removed the aching part, <br>I don't know how else I might find peace.<br>While you are in such deep distress.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But my sorrow grants not your happiness, <br>In fact my grief may hinder it.<br>So why do I stand here, heart in my hands, <br>Dripping blood onto my shoes? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I find my happiness, might it encourage yours? <br>But here I stand foolishly, blood staining my shoes.<br>I'm desperate to detour your destructive path.<br>And in my mind, hold a photograph, of what I want for you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abrupt insight allows me to see, you have visions of your own.<br>And I recognize, I can't achieve, even what I've envisioned for me.<br>So how, oh how, can I unshackle you? <br>How can I think there is anything I can do? <br>I fear it's time to let go, to trust, your life is between God & you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can't surrender, cannot resign. I always will be near.<br>I must let go, & learn to know, your life is yours I can't control, <br>You alone can find your niche and I must find mine too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My happiness, my peace, my liberty, <br>Like yours, is between my God and me, <br>But take my throbbing heart I plead, it really belongs to you.<br>It will comfort to me, and I believe, it will be safe with you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mind and soul are all I need to carry me on through.<br>Besides while I stand holding it here, it keeps dripping on my shoes.<br>You take it, mercifully. Your footsteps fade, you navigate your way. <br>Following, surely please, in The King's footprints, I pray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I turn to see where my Lord leads me.<br>What works I should do, where I should be, <br>I search the horizon for my own fulfillment, for my tranquility, <br>I pray I find my road and plan, and I pray you find yours too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We'll encounter again when the time is right, I anticipate that day.<br>We'll be well & content, it must be so, I can't accept any other way.<br>But until you are healed, your heart renewed, MY heart goes with you.<br>I seek my dreams with empty chest, & love & faith, in blood stained shoes.	</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=DonnaJ+York">DonnaJ York</a><div class=q>
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Laid bare and bleeding in outstretched hands.
Take it please. I don't want it any more.
I've ripped it out, removed the aching part, 
I don't know how else I might find peace.
While you are in such deep distress.
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