About Me
I love Michael Jackson i love to dance and to draw and i love to listen pop music
Jacksons Empire
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To meet others members and to share what we like and to talk about Mj and to support each other during this pandemic and to keep Michael Jackson legacy alive
What do you love most about Jacksons Empire
The love and care for each other
Hello there !!!! You need to watch this ! It’s the winners of dancing with the stars in France !!! They danced on scream !!! It was really amazing ! For my Philippines friends it’s Billy Crawford. I can’t download it but just go on YouTube it’s magic !
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Some Days Are Better, They're Better than Others
-By Michael Jackson
(Poem found on poemhunter.com)
Everyday I struggle,
Struggle within, struggle beyond what seems logical
Yet, I still find someway to not show
What is truly going on with me
Something I have learned
Learning to deal with disappointment
Gaining strength to over come
How much anger is truly inside of me
Consequently I fall, back down the path of distruction
My rebound that touches my brink to insanity is tragically forgotten
Its only time before what lies before me
Taunts me and I fall
Slip without reconciliation of the consequences for my counteractions
To surpass my anguish, to balance the anxiety
What justifies my prosecution for my twisted soul
That has been tarnished with guilt and humiliation
Still I try to be the man who I am
Who I know to be, before the man himself
Still I feel deceased, dead to the world that's before me
What has become, and what shall be known
Of this,
Myself? ? ?
