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May 2015
Never been big on wrong or right,
been that way my whole life.
Some things I had to sacrifice,
willing and able, so I paid the price.
So I keep to myself almost every night,
my whole life has been a long fight.
but it seems I get the right a way.
two guardian angels watch over my left and right, as I pray.
they lead me down this pathway, with blockades, still I make way.
I don't know what to say, to this day;
I'm just study, learning from mistakes.
learning my lesson, even if its too late.
Success hurts and hearts break,
and as long as you have faith, it's never too late.
Its all a part of life we all face
I guess that call us all a race.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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   Melanie
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