Kimere: Could it get much worse

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Friday, February 16, 2007

Could it get much worse

Could it get much worse? I asked myself when the bills were late and I'd lost my job. When I was freezing in the streets without a home. As I laid a rose on my Grandfathers grave and the family went to war over their fare share Over lovers lost and promises broke. When everyone said my dreams were a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Could it get much worse? I asked myself when the bills were late and I'd lost my job. When I was freezing in the streets without a home. As I laid a rose on my Grandfathers grave and the family went to war over their fare share. Over lovers lost and promises broke. When everyone said my dreams were a joke. I asked that question more times than I can count and every answer was the same. Every tear fell just as wet ,every moment I thought was the end and could bare no more. But I found the answer I did not want to hear, so I stopped asking... As I laid

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