pasted away.
I pray some day I may find way before I past the day. I want to be remembered before I'm removed. I sore for you to become reminded of me. I've even sweetened the tea a bit more then usual, no lime no lemons this time. I've been reborn to become a new kind of rebirth. my sign told me so. they don't like me because I'm more then what they've said so? this world sickens me. if I'm not for you then I shouldn't feel right being for me? so you pray I past away. how hatful are you pray on the weak and give reasons only after you have slain them, and what do you say...they were stronger then you thought. I pray some day the hate past away. no longer will I sit back and allow it to past my way.
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