aionthesinner1

Helloooo? Is anyone there? I need someone to lean on Won't You keep this between us? I feel so temporary Have you ever wanted to disappear? The clocks about to strike Time is so short... I laugh the loudest who'd have ever know I Fell off the wagon All alone, All alone Thickening the air I'm breathing All hope is gone I've Been to the edge This room is out of oxygen Please take all of me... Things aren't always what they seem You've got all that i need I won't give in, keep holding on It's all that I've got

"We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness" – Thomas Jefferson. This quote says many things. The quote mentions first that you have the freedom of religion by saying "…endowed by their Creator…", this being a very big founding right. Then Jefferson says that every person no matter what has the right to a life, whatever kind of life that person wants. Liberty is next saying that all peoples have the right to be free and their own person deciding their life. Last

This goes out to all the people, Who are like who I used to be. Who think that there is only one route, One scary… Liberating… Final… Route. To those who's life's just seem as if they, Couldn't get any worse, Lower, Less important… This goes out to whoever needs a friend, A person to hold them tight, Or that someone who will listen… A hug to the hug less. A hand to hold for those who are alone. And a friend who is there for you always. Your never alone, Just remember, Others have been where you are, And now stand proud, Tall, Happy even. Never throw something as beautiful as life Away for, You

Click click click goes the metal of the gun the shots can be heard round the world the death of a salesman so tragic yet so formal black coats, white shirts, mourners all so sad and tragic when a man of greatness falls from his pedestal but when that same click click is heard in the ghettos, nobody cares those shots might as well be silent as the night for nobody mourns the lost sons and daughters of the ghetto they shall fall and be forgotten before the were even known