Buried Treasure |
I miss you old friend. Today I was thinking back on conversations that stretched for many miles as we chased the setting sun. From state line to state line they poured from us like a river. All of th...
Posted by Mr. Brown on Sun, 11 Nov 2007 05:41:00 PST |
I dont know |
I pulled my notepad out from under the candle cause theres some things ive been wanting to say. I guess straight to the point is best for these. Im sorry for the way ive acted. Im not sure what it is...
Posted by Mr. Brown on Fri, 09 Nov 2007 02:27:00 PST |
Slow yer role |
I was blessed with the opertunity to escape from reality this week. I have been shown much. God has revealed to me the destruction of busy feet in this world of mass production . Ive steped back and o...
Posted by Mr. Brown on Fri, 14 Jul 2006 10:02:00 PST |
You Sunk My BattleShip |
Ive lost all control. My ship its a sinkin. Fast asleep at the wheel. Is where youll find me dreamin. Of the man in the mirror with his hands in his pocket. The slight crease in his lips says "im...
Posted by Mr. Brown on Wed, 14 Jun 2006 04:41:00 PST |
My Old Man |
I know few men who will go down with their ship....sacrificing "self" to breathe life into their beliefs. I know many man who communicate sacrifice while they watch their brother drown. Your life line...
Posted by Mr. Brown on Thu, 18 May 2006 05:47:00 PST |
WhichWay |
Torn between the two of me. Somtimes i wish one would die. I believe we all have a little Jekyll and Hide inside. I little good and evil. Love and hate. I just cant seem to marrie one. I wish that i c...
Posted by Mr. Brown on Fri, 14 Apr 2006 08:08:00 PST |
Breath |
I see fire in the chests of kids who take deep breathsAnd when they exhale, sets winds that set sails
Posted by Mr. Brown on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
