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Monday, August 9, 2010

This is the place where I release my dedications,
for the people who need some purifications.

But what happens if you meet up with a problem,
and God not responding, leaving you alone to solve em'

You find out that what you were told were all lies,
and people actually didn't want to look you in the eyes.
And you realise, that people were just pullin' your leg,
for some fun, but never cared about what was going on in your head

Thoughts in your mind would now start to race, thinking how you were a big disgrace.
and you would face, the state of where you would ponder
should I cut my wrists? Anyway I'm a goner.

Just as you start to sink in the blade, you think of the fun and happiness in which you were made.
You were born into a life of peacefulness, not like some people who have sad fatefulness.

You drop the blade and slapped yourself for what you were doing,
stood up, go to dad and mum,and ask "Where are we dining?"

"Hunger and thirst no more" you say, you reach out for the jug.
Your elation for life restored, and you give em a hug.
Now don't think this is child's play, cos every teenager goes through this someday

Like me.



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