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Somewhere Between Wedded Bliss Street and Family Man Drive

Don't fear me. My problems are not contagious. Years ago I was like you. My home was beautiful. My family was everything. Somewhere between Wedded Bliss Street and Family Man Drive I took a wrong turn. It's not as easy as you think to turn back around. 'Just get a job! ' is as simple as answering the 'Meaning of life'. An address is needed for a job... yet a job is needed for an address. Without one or the other where is the hope? You think I look frightening. Maybe if you actually saw me you would see that I look frightened. I don't want a handout but I'm in no position to refuse it. I need your help, your compassion, your faith, and your friendship. I can get myself going in the right direction again. All I need is a little help while I round the corner. Then watch me fly.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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