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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=427545" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Leave Them Behind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Weary, torn, shattered man<br>Bare feet upon burning sand<br>Broken shards in his hand</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh thou sad forlorn soldier<br>What doth make thee falter<br>For thou could be a great warrior</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What hast it's tenacious hold on thee<br>Dragging thee into the abyss<br>Where found, thou wilt never be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is it that has torn thee so<br>That now tortured you go<br>And walk in the mire below</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Are those shards you hold<br>So precious and old<br>That thou must treat them like gold? <br>they once were something beautiful<br>But now are smashed apart<br>Dreams, goals, relationships, and hearts</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Al of them broken, bringing stormy skies<br>The glory and beauty of the highs<br>Now lost in haunted memories</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They consume you inside, what if<br>This is how i chose to live<br>What if i did this, what if? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They cut deep inside your heart<br>They slowly tear you apart<br>They make you less than thou art</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You cannot change the past but you can change now<br>Will you stand strong or will you bow? <br>if you think you can live in the past, please tell me how</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But until then, i start each day new again<br>To be a worthy servant, to be a better friend.<br>To keep chasing dreams right until my end</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This world i'm in will never perfect be<br>So while down here, i'll never be a perfect me<br>But God i'll try to perfect me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be more like Jesus, to live how i am to live<br>To love like him, to forgive<br>To learn, to help, to give</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These broken jars you hold<br>These hideous scars of old<br>Throw away, fortune favors the bold</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These broken shards cut your palms<br>They cause you to sing desolate psalms<br>They bring naught but harm</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jars are just made of clay<br>If they Fall and break, throw the remains away<br>Make another to stay</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some day you'll find a treasure<br>One which will hold in all weather<br>Something beyond measure</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So open your clenched bleeding hands<br>dropp the shattered pieces on the sand<br>Lift up your head, thou weary man</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Leave those pieces behind<br>Cause there's something better to find<br>Leave the broken pieces behind<br>There's something better to find....</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joses+Tirtabudi">Joses Tirtabudi</a><div class=q>
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Bare feet upon burning sand
Broken shards in his hand

Oh thou sad forlorn soldier
What doth make thee falter
For thou could be a great warrior

What hast it's tenacious hold on thee
Dragging thee into the abyss
Where fo..."></div>
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