Changes come and changes go and change is going to make a fool of me. I still had hope in Chattanooga Nov. 4th 2008. See a lot was supposed to change this time, but you remain the same. Your always walking around like some kind of Zombie who still has never tasted brains. He built expectations up so high and knowing they would never fly and now you and I have no one left to blame.

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