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dereckrose
Rest in peace: As a musician I have never struck it rich in anyway that I could safely live comfortably for the rest of my life like Michael Jackson, so I will continue playing music without stress or bother, because that’s what I love doing best. I’ve never met this superstar before, but one night I had a dream that myself and Michael Jackson were sitting on top of a great big high industrial chimney over a city, chatting together as we both looked far out into the distance. As a musician How much fame? How much fortune? How much ego? How many times do you want the human race to tell you that they lov...
dreamygirl1
In memory of a dear friend Joey Blackman.: Moment Of Happiness If happiness only lies In a place we don't exist And only future days Are one's we miss If satisfaction never comes And dreams are unattained Then you sacrificed your happiness And only you're to blame The moment that we're living Should be lived with no regret Don't let reaching for the future Have you to obsessed Find happiness ,While you have your health, I always told you. The evidence from pleasing others is You may not please yourself. Joey I've known you 21 yrs since we worked together @ C.C.M and I so sorry you couldn't find you...
dereckrose
mother said I was born wicked-page 38: MY MOTHER ALWAYS TURNED AROUND TO HER BRETHREN WHO SAT BEHIND, “PLEASE TELL MY SON TO COME TO DE ALTAR IF YOU WOULD BE SO KIND” I READ HER LIPS AS SHE WHISPERED WHAT SHE REQUIRED THEM TO DO, AND I SAW AS THEY EACH TOOK THEIR TURN PASSING THE MESSAGE DOWN THE PEW, WORD REACHED ME VERY QUICKLY I SOON HEARD A VOICE IN MY EAR, “YOU’RE MOTHER SAID GO TO DE ALTAR” SO I MADE MY WAY UP THERE, I SAW HER TURNING TO LOOK AT ME WITH HER DEEP PENETRATING EYES, AND REFUSING TO DO WHAT SHE WANTED WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN VERY WISE, SHE MADE ME FEEL EMBARRASSED EVERY SINGLE WEEK HER BIBLE-PUNCHIN...
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