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by Outlaw Central May 31, 2004 category : Life, society / other
Tomorrow seems better Yesterday cannot be changed But I can change our tomorrow I was dirt.nothing else but waste I could be more like a clean hope for all Dirty as all your consciences. guilty regret! Out casted past the the pointless mementos Reflected blindness of chaos on my heart Taking its tole on over casted redemption's
by Winters JG
That was beautiful. It made me cry as I feel your pain. x