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Crooked Smile


She takes charge feels like a mother never came from the bottom ,but never seen the top

Fly kicks,  nice clothes she had it all, but felt empty as empty as jail cell even though she was always 

full of life.

The one thing in the world that nobody can stop took her only motavation to make it to the big leagues 

everyone telling her you'll  make it! your the best ,but no one was willing to deal with the stress 

Why aim for the stars when their are footprints on the moon? Even though I feel as if i have sanked my ship to the bottom

I Ask myself why try when your will is gone the only part of you that made life worth living

it seems as if i was punished for just following my dreams even Ewing had trouble hitting the game shot

I feel as if my medal has been stripped Jordan has six rings and im stuck with a dream

My life is good but something is missing the person I wanted to share my dream with

I write notes to heaven so she may read them her and God and heal my pain that went untreated

For once I feel the devil hasnt been defeated there is more behind a smile than only a glace may tell 

I think of mine as crooked because it never tried to change its self it may have giving up in the past

but it is still fighting for tomorrow behind this smile hides an will to know why life is gamble and she craped out

But it also explains what life is all about.

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