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Speaks For Its Self

I wanna be like a bird so I can fly away I feel like the prisoner who didn’t commit the crime But is locked up any way why do i have to pay for this pain and i aint done any thing wrong i dont know which way to turn.......... what shall i do? which way do i go? shall i take my life away to make this pain go away? NO!! im stronger then that i made it this far by my self God has brought me this far and i aint about to ruin that thank you for making me live another day

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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