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As physcos we never lose friends but we get to know who is meant to stay..

What's this type...........................?           It takes favor and faith,          Nevertheless it faked but truth,          Unveils the understood though,          It's daily long quest.                 Slaming never to have care,                You look fool of adore,                Humbled but pesky in people,                Torture told in the erie,           Simple, sometimes took long-distant,      It's just claiming to have thought,      Taking miles is being of saint,      On yellows of horizons, looks promising.

That smiling on a crowned face, That kind person in your life,  That thing in your life, A single bit of your life, Ask me about life??             Life,it's God given,                   It's too short,          But vet sweet when;-                                          You got someone to work for,                                           To confide in with,                                              To cry for,                                         ...

Is that we need Imperial dreams to be great.I wonder how a damn small termite eat off the log  I got to call out that...... There is this damn circle am always on it's sync,,dam God please get me the hell out.I was that nump to clear this mess it's like a convection menh. Come down please get me rescued    Am always reflect on my self but I wipe no as**.Bro do you the damn clue of Self application is take this instant of your bloody just got a scholarship some minutes he gets knocked down by a rushing cyclist then God says in need his soul to home.   Our dreams are what we value but do what you feel appreciated.I couldn't be a doctor in what I see no need if I can work 2pac hours and get a thousand grand  I see it pointless.........i did it cause of money ,I did it cause I need an educated wifey ,I need a great name but am not that enough to die on my own grave.

It's that much for real to ask.. I don't about this day am always on my own but today I think I am a little bit obsessed by something.i remember talking to this kinda of a girl. I really got off, somebody.... I had another dude call me am ain't that good to flirt or win a girl's heart through my action. With the speed am using to write this article is kinda just more slow than how my damn brain pours out the jam of thoughts I hope I could speak it out just to cast them on the table covered with a blank leaf  of a book Amn't that the one whom can just write out how I feel about others but with one rule.if you feel embarrassed talking to someone please let it go. It's always over we care but my beloved get to how got to your rescue your banging isn't on the right door. move ahead .remember with the cast of different coloured marbles you can't get one lacking it's companion others get more companions on they are seen, colour blindness isn't a diseas...