I feel bad for those who have never fell, you can even ask those who are now living well, you're supposed to make mistakes, then do whatever it takes, to rise above and conquer, reopen the curtains for an encore, the show must always go on, even after you're dead buried and gone, u live on thru memories, but before the end you should make amends with all your enemies, restore the burned bridges, sand down the rough ridges, blend the black and white to gray, remember there's no absolute right or wrong way, humans can never be perfect, and holding onto grudges just ain't worth it, if at first you don't succeed, try try and try again please, scars are like a tattoo, they help u never forget the errors u just had to do, learning the hard lessons, to truly appreciate the blessings, u somehow seemed to overlook, until something so bad happened u shook, consumed by fear, there's nothing more motivating then a good scare, forces u to jump, over the hurdle or hump, get out of that silly rut, relearn to trust your own instincts and gut, forget about the crowd watching u, gawking too, they'll eventually turn on u, it's true, that's just what people do, bask at u getting kicked in the ass, just sit there and laugh, instead of lending a hand, they'd rather have the power to command and demand, push u around, not realizing having authority doesn't make u profound, nor does control, it just points out that u stole, found a loophole, there's just shiestiness within your soul, Santa will undoubtedly leave u coal, and if reincarnation exists may u come back a troll, u give people a bad name, only after the fortune and fame, no matter who u step on, that mentality gets u to the opposite of heaven, where u burn in the fiery flames of hell, but I thought u could tell, or at least understood that I still see the good that could underneath your hard exterior of a shell, and will always wish u well!
Peace and 1,
JC
8/25/09
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