Sorry my friend, about your luck.
Monday, Jun. 02, 2003 at 10:34 p.m.
------"When you are content to be yourself and dont compare or compete, everybody will respect you."-----
You wake up every morning, dreading the day. For you know whats to come. Today was like yesterday; will be like tomorrow. You unknowningly love everyone in your family with hate. But something about this day is different. You are among strangers you know so well.
Every yesterdays tomorrow you took for granted. Didnt realize what you had, didnt understand the love until it was too late. Precious little girl took all for granted. Didnt realize anything until it was gone.
Life never gave you a second chance.
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