unreal
this isnt love
this isnt living
never happiness
only fearing
maybe next time you wont
see your corner again
you dont need truth
your only comfort
is getting the bills paid
and knowing back home
the kids he left behind
still have a chance
what are you feeling
as you watch cars pass you by
what were your hopes and dreams
before you chose this life
what was it r e a l l y.............
that drove you here
was your past h o n e s t l y...............
as bad as it seemed
there's still hope behind the mask
you paint faithfully every day
there's still peace to be found
believe me you dont have to wait
better places are waiting for you
honest faces arnt that hard to find
second chances are not impossible
when you have God on your side
so stop.........
and pray..............
and listen......
start today.
there's still hope...........
and there is peace............
in His pure.........
loving embrace.
trust me
A contest entry
- -x-Whore-x- by xxRainbowDawnxx.
550 points, ended June 20, 2007, 22 entries
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Comments
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very true it is unreal, it's as fake as fake can be in this world and trust me compared to all those fake boobs and all that lot there is a lot of fakeness to compete with. No love but just lust, that's how the game is.

