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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating


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Shafiq, 230794
Greenridge Secondary School
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Monday, January 12, 2009

Such a sad incident happen .
The little angel didnt took care of me today ..
Lol . Lost all my pool rounds .
& i was like _______ (:

Anyway , i am never going to waste my time with a bunch of uncivilised people at night :D
Made me wait till around 11 , until they showed up ..
Irritated .

Remember that day ?
But today , i ask myself , why .
Why didnt i do anything it .
Could it make a difference ? I still remember that smile .
& did i really saw you coming out of the ..
Nothing matters ..
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay