Evita
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*"Don't cry for me Argentina*
*The truth is I never left you*
*All through my wild days*
*My mad existence*
*I kept my promise*
*Don't keep your distance"*
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Mom and Me
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*When I first stepped out of home to go to school, I waved back at her. I
did not know where we were going. Daddy was taking me somewhere. I had...
One Foot in the Grave.
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The worst part about growing up isn't the expiry of your ticket to get away
from responsibilities,crisis and blunders. Nor is it the bed time stories
read ...
Cadaver of Truth
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You think I am wasted. He thinks I’m wasted. She thinks I’m wasted.
Even my cheap 2 bucks worthy cigarettes think I’m wasted.
Well, I am not w...