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You tell me.... |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA 
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Through the horror of the past As a hooker you tried to last Making paper while celebrating No use recollecting Life was never true To you At least that’s what you been stating Every time you decide to leave The past came back From your childhood memories Life aint perfect now But hey that can change Let me find the light At my own pace, That’s what you been stating, Though you be judging me Just keep in mind I ain’t chose this life This was given to me You wonder why I don’t quit And live a life on welfare? You must be smoking weed, I realize this job is not right But for a woman like me I see no other, No brother out there that can help me Wanting to get some of me for free, This tragedy was brought on Under situations, Now you tell me if I am wrong thats what I've been saying all along Ronil (A mask for everyday. Imagine a life without them.) [This message has been edited by Xeonox (04-29-2002 02:02 AM).] |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Interesting...I believe situations can change and that begins from within...we can change the things under our control...James |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
we all have choices...never too late to change things around, people do it every day. |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
This is a fitional poetry. Ronil (A mask for everyday. Imagine a life without them.) |
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