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by sandy Oct 27, 2008 category : Life, society / meaning of life
My tears continue to run down my face, thoughts crush my hope. i smoke joints all day every day, just another way to cope. i try to clear my mind, and dry my tears. i just pray to the man upstairs, to take a hold of the wheel. I've been steering the wheel, and look where it has taken me. to a shelter where everybody is for themself, which makes me feel alone completely. i aime high to the sky, but end up reaching rock bottom. i try to be the solution, but i turn out to be the problem. i'm just waiting for my time to shine, i know it will come one day. i don't know how much longer, but i'll always remember to pray. i pray to the Lord, that my life will get better. i pray to Jesus, to put my heart back together.
by Heidi
Honey you know how to give me shivers