"9/01/2004, I wrote this in one of my writing pads,
Oh how life, has a funny way of dealing the hand of fate.Your destiny
Destiny its called, why did i get a front seet , why tell me all what was to come in my dreams,
What twist of fate,? Karma was that 2015 , i write this bit, this hands of fate hah.
Think , the unthinkable,& it will happen,Smoke the un smokable & the law on your able side,
Speak to the unspeakable, they always have unthinkable storys to tell,To make your toes,
curlable,If its a loss that brings you too realize your gift, Let it free share & help people.
To free themselves from this mental slavery,Then why does it take a loved 1, someone you loved so much. To give you what you asked for Life is hard. Feelings are even harder but grief, is like no other feeling, When you lose someone close to your heart you trusted them enough to let them into your heart & world. Why do they have to die, early to learn your lesson of life & why, so cruel,Why so sad, Why does this life hurt so much.
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