this gona be abit lame...

sometyms, u look across the streets.... wat u see are vehicles zooming by u, with all tose passer-bys, waiting to cross the streets jux opposite u via the traffic lights....

i duno how u felt about dieing..
a)another cycle?
b) it wun happen to mi?
c)nahs... im gona lived till this age? im gona live till my hair turns white!
d)i duno wats going on?
e) its jux if that day comes, then let it comes!!!
f) im jux another living being on earth... maybe nobody even cares..

im now at (e).. i reali duno..

darren used to say that, its when the old and dieing becomes old and dieing, thn every thing that seemed so simple, like having a listening ear, it jux makes them smiles.. thats y he felt its much more meaningful to give the old and dieing to have that spark of re-live-ness...

i wanted so much to focus on the youngster, those hu have not seen enough.. those that are learning the sparks of living... not reliving.. sometyms, jux going online to take a look at the things that others countries kids are doing, jux drop a tear from ur eyes... its like, y cant i be there, to help them, see that the earth is much more bigger, greater thn they see from their basic knowledge....

dude... its thanks to u that keep that fire in me burning.. its that source of knowing that im not alone keep me accompanied... its that understanding that trust u had with me, brought me along u.... it may seemed as if everything turned upside down, but iu figured how to fixed everything right.....
im here to say my thanks... if this rainbow is gonna be enduring that scornful rain and scorching sun... u better endured much longer than i do....

wateva it is....

even to the point of i cant be there, bring along thatpromise of letting the ashes follow u wherever ya?

the thought of noeing wats gona happen sux.. but it lets u have tym to know that u can or u gonna make up things that will make u regretful... wateva it is, we are much better off in a better society... wateva it is, tresure wat u have, wat u nid.. wat frens u have... tings and tym pass like nobody buisness..

dun ever regret..

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