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Barbara Hernandez Poems
I’m fine, in other words …you can say I’m hurting. That’s the honest truth. It’s a deep gripe I carry on with me, everywhere I stride. My eyes try so hard to gaze in parts unknown.
How It Ends
9: 06 pm What's going on? i can sense there is something wrong.
How It All Started
July Finally 16 … Another year without my dad being here by my side.
You awaken this part of me i never felt before. Makes me feel like i cant live without you.
Comments about Barbara Hernandez
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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I’m fine, in other words …you can say I’m hurting.
That’s the honest truth.
It’s a deep gripe I carry on with me, everywhere I stride.
My eyes try so hard to gaze in parts unknown.
Just to find that right one.
The thing is you been standing right in front of me this whole instance.
But how can I be with someone that isn’t you? Yet I still have you in my spirit fulfilled with that indulgence you brought along with you since the start.
My heart struggles to move on.
Any moment that I’m one second close to succeeding, I completely fail to my attempt.
I try so hard...