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Monday, August 23, 2004


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as time processes and we get older we look back on are mistake a wonder why did i do that but we can not turn back time and right are wrong we r only human even though we make mistakes they are only specks in are lifes mistakes will happen one after another but not all mistakes are bad as are lifes came to end we forget,forget about r wrongs and live ,live to the very last moment of are lives in happiness and as we pass on we are not forgotten


pitch black the color of my heart

the esclipe covers the moon
no light is shedded on the earth
pitchblack
the color of my heart
decaying from the hatechred
of all who are happy
i was happy once that is what started, started the decaying of my soul


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