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Saturday, September 26, 2009
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Current mood:sory
Category: Writing and Poetry
the way things are, are terrible. our living condistions are at their worst our guidance choose's not to show us the path.
instead we lay astray.. we walk the dark path blindly not knowing what we face at the end.
i have no choice but to blame myself.
i blame myself for not wanting to know. i blame myself for not helpin, for not protecting.
i blame myself for not being strong enough. not being the one who im ment, to destin, to become.
all i see is broke, shattered. lost, wanting, waiting for when. i do promise you.
i promise you better promise you worthy, to be great to become massive.
i am here to hold your hand. i am here to help you along the path. your not alone, we may fall apart, but i will reach out to you. to lead you my had, my might, my strength, my guidance my love.
things WILL get better. they have no choice but to! i will NOT accept failure i will NOT accept nothing less for us.
in do time. in do time...
ps...i love you... my sister
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