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Array ( [sid] => 112513 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => MY STRUGGLES [time] => 2006-01-03 20:56:55 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I've been on my own for seven years
Huslting and slagging was my name
All about the money never thought of shcool
Trying to get by
I was only 12 years old living on the streets ducking and dogging every cop in the park
Every where I stayed drugs and alcoho was part of my game
Never mommy's little girl
Wishing for a home that I could call my own
Every day was the same waiting on the corner for a crack head to come by
Money came so easy no struggle
Never really had to stress only about where I was going to sleep
I still feel I don't need ***** from no one
No one helped me get to where I'm at
No one ever told me what was wrong and what was right
I never trued no one
Cause every time trued any one they only let me down
My life was never happy
Hate felled my ears
failing was my path
But now I god came in to my life and i can see the light i will stay strong and make on my own! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 240 [topic] => 43 [informant] => roxygirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
MY STRUGGLES

Contributed by roxygirl on Tuesday, 3rd January 2006 @ 08:56:55 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



I've been on my own for seven years
Huslting and slagging was my name
All about the money never thought of shcool
Trying to get by
I was only 12 years old living on the streets ducking and dogging every cop in the park
Every where I stayed drugs and alcoho was part of my game
Never mommy's little girl
Wishing for a home that I could call my own
Every day was the same waiting on the corner for a crack head to come by
Money came so easy no struggle
Never really had to stress only about where I was going to sleep
I still feel I don't need ***** from no one
No one helped me get to where I'm at
No one ever told me what was wrong and what was right
I never trued no one
Cause every time trued any one they only let me down
My life was never happy
Hate felled my ears
failing was my path
But now I god came in to my life and i can see the light i will stay strong and make on my own!




Copyright © roxygirl ... [ 2006-01-03 20:56:55]
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Re: MY STRUGGLES (User Rating: 1 )
by TREBOR on Wednesday, 4th January 2006 @ 01:22:37 PM AEST
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Great stuff

Lotta people see finding god as taking away our freedom but maybe its the other way round ,he gives us freedom while that old stuff is just another form of being trapped


Re: MY STRUGGLES (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Tuesday, 24th January 2006 @ 09:01:38 AM AEST
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Roxygirl

Great naritive of your life.
You are a strong person.
Keep seeking God and ask Him to lead you where he wants you to be.
And you gurl keep on writing you have much to offer.

Sinned


Re: MY STRUGGLES (User Rating: 1 )
by Trisha on Wednesday, 14th June 2006 @ 11:57:01 AM AEST
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you gurl keep on writing you have much to offer.




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