Are you prepared to take a chance?
To take a card across those of community chest but not in monopoly, but for the cavity in your chest. To look the enemy in the eye without fear knowing you have lasers pointed to yourbulletproof vest..or your head.. Can you take a chance?To make the haters..and even some "friends" taste the real meaning on the word Envy.. Like fliping a coin this could result to proximaties leading to the cemetery.. Or simple victory..I'm ready to take that chance!So I may get out of my comfort-zone, with the possibility of being alone but with God on my side I can never be alone. I'm breaking free.From the shackels and bonds holding me down, because the more you walk with God, the harder it is to scrap your knee.I have the key to my success.Rain or sunshine I will always be at my best.I'm free.
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2b2b2 says: Uplifting Write....Namaste |
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Number3 says: Highly aoppreciated |
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royale Jones says: Oh yea! That was strong thank u for sharing this |
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