Time |
Time is like the wind,The wind that flows through your finger,While you hold your hand out the window of a car while you drive,Our while you stand on a windy mountain,Because even if you try to catch ...
Posted by Bboy Dark on Sat, 19 Nov 2005 08:06:00 PST |
Mirror image |
Every morning u go in front of a mirror and see that familiar face in it. But i see a strange face in the image that is reflected on it. The stranger i see an empty vessel with no emotional expression...
Posted by Bboy Dark on Mon, 21 Nov 2005 04:34:00 PST |
Hell |
A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven. What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but ...
Posted by Bboy Dark on Mon, 21 Nov 2005 04:33:00 PST |
Raised |
By Nature you are the one that is supposed to raise me. You are the one that had to teach me right from wrong. You had to give me advice on life. Whenever something wrong went down, you were the one t...
Posted by Bboy Dark on Mon, 21 Nov 2005 04:25:00 PST |
