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"*life is a road...tat we must walk..to archieve wat we ve sought! a part of my life!!...*^" +
"*When I was just a little girl...*^" +
"*My momma used to tuck me into bed and she read me a story*^" +
"*It always was about a Princess in distress*^" +
"*And how a guy would save her and end up with the glory...*^" +
"*I'd lie in bed and think about the person that I wanted to be...*^" +
"*Then one day I realized the fairy tale life wasn't for me*^" +
"*I don't wanna be like Cinderella..*^" +
"*Sittin' in a dark old dusty cellar*^" +
"*Waiting for somebody, to come and set me free*^" +
"*I don't wanna be like Snow White waiting*^" +
"*For a handsome prince to come and save me..*^" +
"*On a horse of white, unless we're riding side by side...*^" +
"*Don't want to depend on no-one else*^" +
"*I'd rather rescue myself *^" +
"*Someday I'm gonna find someone who wants my soul, heart and mind*^" +
"*Who's not afraid to show that he loves me*^" +
"*Somebody who will understand I'm happy just the way I am *^" +
"*Don't need nobody taking care of me*^" +
"* I will be there for him just as strong as he, will be there for me*^" +
"*When I give myself then it has got to be, an equal thing*^" +
"*I can slay, my own dragon*^" +
"*I can dream, my own dreams*^" +
"*My knight in shining armour is me*^" +
"*So I'm gonna set me free *^" +

`` its my lifee. [#] `-

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

God took you away.
It doesn't seem fair,
but in the back of my mind,
uuU!! will always be there.

You weren't a close friend,
but our paths did cross,
and ur absence in this world,
is to me a great lozz.

You were too young to die, and
too innocent to feel that pain.
Only heaven benefits,
because you it has now gained.

I may think of you a little less
wif each passing day,
but ur strength is something I won forget, -
you ve changed me in a way.

I wish for u eternal peace;
tatz what you deserve my friend.
I hope I lead my life well enough
to meet up with u in the end.

i wrote this poem after my friend z Vincent fong died of cancer. His death made me realize how delicate life is.And now he is gone,he will never come back to our paradise,i cried and i told myself he is not gone,he just went to his paradise and a peaceful place with no pain and sadness..when i was young,i don't appreciate my life..A wrong turn down a fateful journe...can cause you 2 be hurt badly..i hope everyone around me can appreciate everything and everyone around them,u will never know wat will happenz tomorrow ..noe that my generation tends to have the mentality that we are invincible but I c now that we aren't.He taugh me to be brave and strong,he will pray for me in heavenz..

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9:06 AM

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found yourself here huh. delighted, yes?

welll. the secret compartment has no secrets.
Shatter dreams broken life
Disaster without warning will always strike
I happened again and again
As if you have a target my friend
I have seen so many things
Broken lives shattered dreams
A life that is not what it means
It simply broken apart at the seams
A life with that is not fair
Some are rewarded who simple don't care
Being at the right point in time
Can cause supply and demand to pay you out just fine
A wrong turn down a fateful journey
Can cause you to be hurt badly
Pain that is hidden and excuses made
As if your committed suffering was not prepaid
Life is often cruel and unfair
All to often other people don't care
Lonely at the top you must be a fool
Suffer alone always is the most sadistically cruel
Win and the world lays at you feet
Hit an accident ands there will be few people to meet
Get credit when you win
Blame when you lose for you sins
It is a crime to be week society says
How you got there doesn't matter
Punish the weak and make them scatter
Often life dose to you what it can
Your crime is you are weak or unlucky in the end
So be strong and head my advice my friend
Only true survivors win ever again
It can be impossible to wait out a storm
A drowning man so tired can't even whistle a horn
So fight to the end I am bitter sworn
Tragedy won't make me bitter torn
I always wait out my protagonist in the end
My life's work is what I shall always defend
As if time heals all wounds
I say it won't
But thing go full circle but I don't

im slipping off the edge

im hanging by a thread

i wanna start this over again.