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I once looked down on the bums on the street
I scoffed and walked by annoyed
They just beg for money to buy their booze
Then lie on the street, wasting their lives

[such waste]

Then it happened literally in a flash
All was gone, consumed by flame
My home, all worldly possessions gone
My friends seem to vanish too

[you’re homeless now]

I wandered the streets looking for friends
They all disowned me, that homeless kid
I long for the bed I once complained was uncomfortable
While I sleep under a comforter of newspaper

[cold inside and out]

The next day I saw the man I scoffed and ignored
He held out his cup to me, five dollars in change
And for the first time since losing my house, I cried
After all I had been through I found a true friend

[insanity]



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On Wednesday November 29th, 2006, SamoneDrone (408) writes:
Oh how things change. This was inspiring ....-samone


On Monday November 27th, 2006, Instant Insanity (754) writes:
All Want a beautiful end. I agree with Corrupt. Its a a good perspective on life. ][ ][


On Friday November 24th, 2006, CorruptedLittleGirl (343) writes:
This is a moving look at humanity.


On Thursday November 9th, 2006, Aunty Depressant (711) writes:
but old enough to have a van and a big dog thank goodness.


On Thursday November 9th, 2006, Aunty Depressant (711) writes:
Same unfortunately tends to happen with illness. So sad...I think of Fisher King.I had my house burn down when I was a young teen, hardest loss was our pets. I too turned to not good ways. Work comp did not come thru, and went thru it all over again, but


On Thursday June 1st, 2006, The Fool (1003) writes:
This teaches us all a lesson in so many ways, and if this is true I'm sorry had to experience it I know what its like to go from that to that, it just stings sometimes. But I wouldn't trade anything for anything. ~nightly



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