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The Best Is Yet To Come

January 22nd 1990, I came into this world,
7 pounds 9 ounces, a healthy little girl,
Welcomed by my parents Linda and RIck,
On such a lovely day as this,
Oh wait no what is this,
They already have two other kids,
Mindy and Amanda oh that's ok,
I'll have all the attention anyways,
Days later I'm taken home
Time flies and so on and so on,
I am now the age of three,
Everything is going fine, but to our suprise
Mom is pregnant for the very last time,
This is when Khristie arrives,
A few more years pass on by It's now like 96'
Mom and dad aren't seeing eye to eye and they decide to split,
Eventually they get divorced and mommy disappears,
Daddy get's a new wife, now Lunette is here,
With Donald and Donna her two kids,
Our family grows from four kids to six,
Well I went from being a straight A student,
To experiencing drugs at the age of twelve,
After being molested life was hell,
The house is now filled with so much chaos,
Thank the Lord for our Grandma!
She was our Rock, an angel indeed,
There for anyone who was in desperate need,
But she was taken by cancer when I was 15,
Mom comes back in the picture,
We're now gettin high together,
Smoking everything from meth to crack,
I was just thankful to have momma back,
Suddenly she's taken again,
This time it's not a man, but prison instead,
I go on with my drug rampage,
Not a care in the world about anything,
Sleeping on park benches and in abandoned trains,
Life is passing me right on by,
But at this point I'm wanting to die,
At this point I'm hungry and desperate,
Starving for food, love and affection,
So I walk around late most nights,
Saling myself and getting high,
Trying to cope with this situation,
Everyday another tragedy I'm facin,
I'm finally 17, Not the least bit grown,
When a man see's my potential and decides to take me home
Everything seems good for the first few weeks,
But then his rages occur and he beats on me,
For months and months I cover up bruises,
Making excuses for a man so abusive,
I did some things and got arrested,
But Jail at this point was just a blessing,
Eventually the cycle was on repeat,
From institutions back to the streets,
On a lonely rainy day, this man that I approached,
He was a pimp by the name of Lo,
We talked and quickly got so close,
He taught me things I didn't know,
Loyalty was somewhat intact,
But a friendship is what we lacked,
He captured me with all the right words,
Being at the same time a blessing and a curse,
Eventually I opened my eyes,
Saw straight through his charming disguise,
He used me for all the things I could do,
But it was time to find someone who'd be true,
So I go to rehab and check myself in,
Promised myself all my problems would end,
Now that I'm clean I want a new start,
I'm at a friend's house sitting in the yard,
Praying for a sign when I see this white car,
I believe now in love at first sight,
Never realized before but I was so blind,
I got his number, his name is Mike,
Who knew that this was the love of my life,
Two years later we're still together,
No secrets, no lies, and no betrayal ever,
Now we have been married for about 8 months,
And expecting our first little precious son!
I thank God for it all and The best is yet to come!

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Karma's Revenge

Walking down an alley with a short skirt and low self esteem, 
Never knowing what strange perve she will soon meet, 
Winter is vicious and it's so cold out tonight, 
If only some kind of shelter she can find, 
She comes across a barrel burning surrounded by a crowd, 
But when she tries to approach is only men gathered around, 
She say's "Hi Karma is my name", 
But noone says a thing 
Sharing a bottle between the four, 
Noone is really speaking a word, 
Hands over the fire all trying to stay warm, 
Exhausted, she curls on up and falls asleep, 
Hours pass or so it seems, 
She wakes up in pain and starts to scream, 
All four men just taking turns, 
Cuts from the bottle, the wounds they burn 
To weak to fight, She Just prays, 
Eventually they all go away, 
She finds herself in the hospital, 
Feeling ashamed and pitiful, 
Detectives there to interrogate, 
But she claims she don't remember a thing, 
As she's left alone in the hospital bed, 
She steals the drugs and a couple needles, 
A few hours later the hospital released her, 
She puts on a devilish disguise, 
Approached the men asking "wanna get high" 
Of course the junkies all say "Yeah!!", 
So she passes around the poison filled seringe, 
As one by one they all drop dead, 
Suddenly she's happy and can breathe once again, 
Knowing it's over and that's Karma's revenge!

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Just Pray

A pocket full of money, closet full of shoes, 
 Everyday of the week a ride that's brand new, 
 A couple baby mama's, But only one child been tested, 
 But in all the others, you have so much invested, 
 So they still call you daddy, you don't mind at all, 
 Because every dope boy, is suppose to ball, 
 You keep the cash on you, never in the bank, 
 Your packin' so you think you're safe, 
 One baby mama calls, she needs a little change, 
 You aren't as cool as you was, cause this baby mama, 
 well she's on some heavy drugs, 
 So she starts to threaten you, U overlook it too, 
 She tells you this Friday come pick up your son, 
 When You show up, there's a man at the door with a gun, 
 Knowing You have a pocket full of cash, 
 he demands all you have, and ends the conversation with a blast, 
 You fall to the ground, as everything goes silent, 
 The last thing you see is your son witness the violence. 
 By some miracle, the doctors bring you back, 
 All you want is revenge, because you're so mad, 
 That little boy walks in but not with his mom, 
 Grandma holding his hand, and you're wondering why, 
 Don't say a word she suddenly says, 
 He Doesn't know yet that his mommy is dead, 
 She goes on to tell you how the bullet ricochet, 
 No need to plan revenge, Cause God already got his way, 
 So from here on out, 
 For your enemies just pray!!

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Around the Corner

Seems like just yesterday we got the news,
"It's a boy!" Oh my, what to do, what to do,
Doctor appointments every single week,
Ultrasounds reassuring and bringing us peace,
With my hormones bouncing all around,
Insecurities in my weight were found,
Stretch marks slowly taking over,
I can't keep 'em under control,
And these chocolate cravings, I can't seem to just say "NO!"
The sweets are so delicious,
But oh my god the heartburn, It's just too darn vicious,
Now these are minor issues, So I'm not really stressing,
Because this little one inside me, Well he's my biggest blessing,
And although time is slowing down a bit, I will not complain you see
Because right around the corner, An angel will be born to me!

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Gods Mercy and Grace

You say back in the day, you played a real good game,
But  when I came into the picture all of that changed,
You claim you no longer think the same way,
I use to find all of that very strange,
Until the day you bought that ring,
Got on one knee and purposed to me,
That day was the happiest of my life,
Never thought You'd make me your wife,
A month later there's a baby inside,
ecstatic, we were both suprised,
Feels like everythings falling into place,
I truly believe in Love, Peace and Fate,
Thanking God above for his mercy and grace!

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Addiction

The room is spinnin, 
 My mind is twisted, 
 Conscience talkin, but I never listen, 
 Those are the voices, who am I kiddin, 
 Once the other runs out, I crave a new addiction. 
 From a bottle of truth, to a seringe full of hate, 
 I over do it at times, don't eat or sleep for days, 
 Memories fading, but not so far gone, 
 At the end of the day, I'm still all alone, 
 So I begin to create friends of my own, 
 With a little spoon and cotton to go on, 
 So much loyalty, and the love is strong, 
 I swear I have a problem and it needs some fixin, 
 I admit it, Yes I have an addiction. 
 Shadows follow me everywhere I go, 
 Paranoid most nights when I walk down the road, 
 Walking and walking with nowhere to go, 
 So exhausted I just want to rest, 
 If I don't slow down, I'll soon reach my death, 
 But where do I go, to reach out for help, 
 To get clean, that's my ambition, 
 Soon real soon, I won't have an addiction!

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The Purge

Praying for the release of the beast I keep locked inside of me,
These monsters in my mind controlling everything I think,
Voices of many, whispering and chanting,  
 The echoes I hear cost me my sanity,
I've lost touch with the reality of humanity,
This madness, It's all in all hurting,
To stop this burden, I'm purging!

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Understand

No makeup on, my hair is a mess,
I'm overwhelmed by all this stress,
Always confused about why I'm depressed,
Reaching out but nothing helps,
All these questions in my head,
Like should I leave or go to bed,
Do I need a break or just some rest,
Am I overthinking all of this,
And failing all life's little tests,
Has the worst happened yet,
Oh Lord, help me understand

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I Will Always Be There

Long lonely days followed by weepy nights,
Missing you so much all I do is cry,
Memories sometimes may get me through,
But it kills me inside not being with you,
Awaiting the moment I'll hold you again,
Feels like I've lost my love and best friend,
My heart will forever belong to you,
Even if we aren't together I will remain true,
You can call on me when life isn't fair,
I promise no matter the weather I'll always be there,

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Perfect Prayer

Lord, 
 You have heard my cry and healed my hurt, 
 You made it all better when I only made things worse, 
 I made you promises, that I never did keep, 
 You still haven't given up on me, 
 When I was hungry, You gave me food to eat, 
 And when I was tired, You provided shelter to sleep, 
 I've never had money or any fancy car, 
 But I've never been broke, or had to walk to far, 
 I've been through struggles, anyone can see, 
 But when I was weak, you carried me, 
 My past is my past, yes I know, 
 You helped me out of all my woahs, 
 More than I deserved, you have certainly blessed me, 
 I thank you Lord, For my beautiful family, 
 My faithful husband, so dear and true, 
 My son in my tummy, an angel sent from you! 
 I thank you for the good times, even the hard and bad, 
 Because if I didn't have a reason to call on you, 
 That'd be awefully sad. 
 So I thank you for it all and I will end this here, 
 Because a simple Thank You Lord... 
 Is the perfect prayer!!