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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511644" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>There are Things we Miss</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511644" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There are things we miss<br>by some strike of misfortune<br>time slips through our feeble grasp.<br>I am still young and finding<br>new things in my life.<br>But they are not what I want<br>I want...<br>Passion<br>Compassion<br>To have my heart race without making it<br>and to sweat and have my mind grow blank.<br>To go numb and feel weightless <br>even though my feet are planted to the ground.<br>To have the full knowledge of knowing that I’m wanted.<br>I have been losing this sense for a while now<br>I feel untouched and alone<br>as everyone moves around me.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511644" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Like a stone on a beach I was placed<br>among many others all different shapes, sizes and colors.<br>I was placed with a thought, with a dream that <br>I might have a purpose.<br>I will sit and wait like the other stones<br>until opportunity comes.<br>I found my opportunity, <br>but it’s moving slowly.<br>Towards me or away I can’t tell, <br>but I can’t wait<br>No longer will I wait<br>I need to move<br>I need to act.<br>Time will not be merciful just for me<br>only because I decided to change the preset course.<br>There is a girl waiting for me<br>She must know how I feel.<br>May the sea guide me.<br>Or someone throw me.<br>Just get me close enough so I can let her know</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511644" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I want to hold her.<br>Squeeze her tight, <br>keep her safe and warm.<br>Either on a couch on a cold autumn’s night.<br>Or in a meadow with the sun warming our skin.<br>It doesn’t matter<br>I want to experience being known<br>being found.<br>To fully know that I’m cared about.<br>To have a sense of being where I belong.<br>It could be in those simple seconds, <br>or stretched periods that equal a life time.<br>I want the feeling that I never had<br>only ever imagined in the deepest, strongest<br>place in my mind.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511644" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Written: June 24,2009</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ryan+Collins">Ryan Collins</a></strong></div>

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