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Thursday, August 17, 2006

What good am i

Tarnished honour

A shamed name.

I shall speak no more to anyone whom i so-called friends.

Unlike them

I'll make through.

Friends come and go.

I'll make plenty of friends.

And yea

I've already made new friends.

So back to it.

I hate people who hated or dishonour me without knowing the truth.

I shall eliminate them out.

All i should trust is me, myself and i.

My pride is my very most

utmost treasure and life i'll hold.

Pride is what i'm made of.

12:10 am
Razzi Stifler