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To my loved ones that i cherrish so dear I'm so far but yet so near I know my voice and the words I spoke have not been so clear but listen not this is a young soldier that fought for years trying to hide the pain only had me going insane. It wasn't that I did not love you and it was not that I did not care but it was the voices i believed that made me want to leave. leave this earth and leave this world people constantly wondering were is the beautiful girl were did she go and why did she go when will she come will she ever come home? constantly batteling! it's a constant fight wondiewring when will i ever get it right? I know how may hearts have been bruised battered and scared I know but I have to move on I ask for forgiveness but never forgave I asked for love but never repayed I ask and I ask thinking what a shame. Constantly playing the mind game with men over and over again. constantly lieing and cheating but the reason for this was I bleeding inside not out wondering if anyone would hear the cry for help!!! like a piece of ducktape put over my mouth i never said a word it was pointless to let my voice be heard. if i never had anyone to listen and yes I believed in Jesus at one time in my life even then I said forget life putting on a mask so that no one could see the other side of me. I  couldn't stand the fact that I had hurt everyone around me including myself. But now I stand here as a new creation born again by GODs grace and faithfulness to create such priceless human beings like you and me that can see the true meanign of what life was is and is to come.

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eaglesore1

I am 23 and im going to live my dream i refuse allow racism or poverty stop go ahead gossip about me about how im being struck by lighning and how i was bit by a pitbull walking one day on my way to school white man don't want me to get my education tell me no everytime i ask a question about why they don't like the color of my skin turning my own people against me dis me few years later you see me on the greatness latter and now you wnat to kiss me pretend to wipe my tears away but by the time you got to me i had no more tears left to shed and i was beaten by the ones close by they call you their family yet they are the main ones that are the ghost of gravity trying to weigh me down with their gravity. i am no longer abused I have made the choice step up my game and change the rules who cares if i have a cricket eye or i drool because in my fathers eyes I'm famous in my fathers eyes I'mm cool and i will walk the nations and take back what no one else could like Harriet Tubman or martin Luther king i am not afraid to lead. I would be a fool to step down off my post. as my black leader would always say we shall overcome some day.

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