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    Wen i look back 2 6 yrs ago 2day.
    Wen i remember all dat ive done.
    Wen i realize how cold hearted i was.
    Wen i know i didnt care about noone.
    Wen time didnt matter.
    Wen i deserve a chance.
    A second chance at love.
    New me.
    New attitude.
    Better n harder lovin.
    Fightin 4 watz truly mine.
     New way of thinkin.
    Da old me die n da new me is born.
    From dis day forward i shall do no wrong, no liez fr dese lipz of mine. Da truth had saved me.
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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    Sairah85’s Poems (18)

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