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Thursday, April 19, 2007



its time to be someone new. i dont wanna re-live those days. this is what i can do. change my life. begin anew. relive reborn. im climbing the steep mountian. i can just fall. im trying to hang on but through those stormy nights, i'd slip, i'd fall. help me hang on tight promise me you'll never let go. im half way through but something's pulling me down im know im gonna reach the peak. you say i can do it but they say i cant do it. what if i dont reach the peak will you help me get up there no matter what?If I could recollect before my hood days,I'd sit and reminisce.Bliss on the good days. THE GOD DAMNED TRUTH LOOKS STRANGE.