MICHAEL♥♥

Michael Jackson may have called the aesthetic propofol his "milk," but rather than give him strength, it left him in such a vulnerable state that his urine was collected through a device for incontinent patients.

That was one view of Jackson's final days and the extreme measures he took in life to maintain his public image as a beautiful superstar, which were revealed in a six день hearing into his death that ended earlier this week.


Other details were his wearing of a surgical кепка, колпачок while he slept to cover his balding scalp, and the numerous tubes of skin bleach cream he used to hide the disorder...

[This takes place During MJ's Bad Era..Lets say I'm 22 and he's 23...So in this story I am grown...And Btw this is my first MJ story!] [This story takes place in an hotel....Where I am struggling to survive because I am single and my family was all killed. In this story I am very sad and alone,Until Michael gets a room in the hotel...]
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"Here I sit all by myself in my small house in Alabama...No family,No possesions,No love,No-one to love..."I start to cry."
(Me)-Why does my life have to be so horrible? Why me? WHY!!??....Ok I have no job now! I got
fired...

"Hold My Hand"
(duet with Akon)

Uh, oh,...
Uh...

[Akon]
Akon and MJ (oh, yeah)

[Michael]
Yeah

This life don't last forever (hold my hand)
So tell me what we're waiting for? (hold my hand)
Better off being together (hold my hand)
Being miserable alone (hold my hand)

[Both]
'cause I been there before and you've been there before,
But together we can be alright (alright, yeah)
'cause when it gets dark and when it gets cold
we hold each other 'til we see the sunlight.

So if Ты just hold my hand,
Baby, I promise that I'll do all I can
Things will go better if Ты just hold my hand
Nothing can come between us if you...