wonder why
wondering why I do the things that I do
wondering why I get into these moods that I do
wondering why things happen why they do
wondering what makes the things behave the way they do
wondering why my minds eye sees what happens before I do
wondering why I cant control my minds eyes memory when the times do
wondering why I put this dirt upon me like I do
wondering why I take the worm and the hook like I do
wondering why the stake on the plate is a mistake that turns to my fate I take I do
wondering why wondering why wondering why wondering why wondering why
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Michael Anthony Mccale
My life of sin with no pen here we go lets live it again. what i hate is the hate with in this mind of mine for the ones that I love. Always have been shone a how to be racist at the same time looked with the same eye saying the same thing directed my direction from the ones they say they love,,me. but show the same hate to people and they show the same to me, That's BLASPHEMY so i directed my hate to demonstrate the fate of there mistake of teaching me this hate. I fought back with gods help falling in love,,,, my Black,,,,wife in time to find a hate with in side she did not like.
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