WHERE DO WE GO FROM THIS |
Not centred, I treid to keep afloat,worries of mistake that might have been made,questions ask, time wished back. Then last night we met,after so long, I battled with my choice,I the freak who likes t...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Dec 2008 15:00:00 GMT |
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See this not as a selfish girls bid to seek other avenues, but see it thru her eyes, even thou tears might the blocking your views.see that she's only doing it for us, so she can find her, to show yo...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Nov 2008 05:26:00 GMT |
freedom of the heart ( heals the soul) |
I set out on this journey,
To be to you, who I ought to be,
So I set you free, to feel free to once again love and need me,
I take this time to get to know me,
so I can show you , and tea...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Nov 2008 05:06:00 GMT |
A JUS REAL LOVE |
THIS LOVE IS BASED OFF NO VOWS,
OF FOREVER TOGETHER, TO THE END OF TIME,
BUT THIS IS WHERE WE AT AND ALL THAT MATTERS IS NOW,
NOW LIKE YESTERDAY WE WATCHED THE STARS,
AND LAST WEEK WE TOOK A WALK...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Aug 2008 08:34:00 GMT |
NUH SEH NUTTIN A SUH IT SET UP |
SHE HAS LEFT HER MARK,
AND SO AS HE,
THEY KNEW WE WOULD BE BACK, AND THE
MARKS WE WOULD BOTH SEE.
THERE SMART, WELL THATS WHAT THEY THOUGH,
BUT I WILL NOT LET THAT STOP ME.
GONE TO FAR,
FAR Y...
Posted by on Fri, 23 May 2008 08:03:00 GMT |
who moved my cheese |
who moved my cheese I hope this can be of some help to others as it as to me. IT begun the day, my cheese got moved, cheese- a metaphor for whatever makes you happy or things you want in life. I was a...
Posted by on Wed, 07 May 2008 03:22:00 GMT |
love |
THE ONLY GUY
I WANT THAT GUY , THAT WATCHES ,ME WHILE I SLEEP,
THAT MAKE ME HAVE THE LAST OF HIS FAVOURITE TREATS,
THAT WATCHES A BORING MOVIE WITH ME, AND SLOWLY DRIFT OFF TO SLEEP,
AND WHEN I SAY BA...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 14:23:00 GMT |
MY JOURNEY |
ODE TO THE PAST, MY BITTER PAST.
VICTIM OF PEOPLE,CIRCUMSTAMCES,LOVE AND MEANINGLESS ROMANCES.
PASTOR FOR A FATHER, AND ENVANGELIST AND CHOIR LEADER FOR A MOTHER.
AND I WAS THE PROUD CHILD, OF THE WHI...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 15:09:00 GMT |
life |
sometimes in life, you have to run away so you can see who will run after you,
sometimes you have to talk quieter , just to see who's listening.
step up the fight, just to see who's standing by ...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 10:24:00 GMT |
MY WORDS |
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Words splashed across pages,
Words spilling form ones mouth,
The true likeness of your heart as come alive.
Alive with, ...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 18:59:00 GMT |
