*This is a thank you for the lonely
This is a shout out to the broken hearted
This is a poem for those out there
Who have and haven't started
This is praise for the people
This is a scripture for the friends
This is a will for the willing
And a blessing till the end
You were there when it began
And have been there through it all
My rise to fame
Then my dastardly fall
In my mind you were backseat
But in reality you were driving
Supporting me all the while
With hell I kept colliding
This is a begging to all out there
To never give up again
And to persevere throughout it all
And always remember when*














Comments
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"Listen -- strange women lying in ponds distributing
swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony."
ooh, and I sent out your Christmas card today! you should get it sometime next week
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*If everything was just fuzzy and warm,
If everything in my head reflected my heart,
Maybe, just maybe, I wouldn’t feel so, so far apart.*
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"Listen -- strange women lying in ponds distributing
swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony."
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*If everything was just fuzzy and warm,
If everything in my head reflected my heart,
Maybe, just maybe, I wouldn’t feel so, so far apart.*
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"Listen -- strange women lying in ponds distributing
swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony."
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