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Posted by on Tue, 24 Feb 2009 08:23:00 GMT |
Poem*untitled* |
Inbetween my mind and space//
time and place//flash back bitter like a lime in
taste//
words heavenly divine/writtn by angels in the ink of the earth/
drip sincerity down the drain of truth..//i see r...
Posted by on Sat, 17 May 2008 09:14:00 GMT |
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Its funny how we never realize what we actually have until its gone.Everyone wants to take advantage of some one.Then when they realize how much that person actually cared about them and contributed t...
Posted by on Fri, 16 May 2008 10:26:00 GMT |
What typa of woman are you?suprise me cause i think i kno every damn thing*sumtimes*lol |
What type are you?®THERE ARE 12 TYPES OF WOMEN
1. Ms. Gold-Digger
Advantages a. You have some one to manage your money. b. She always looks good. c. She makes your other niggas jealous. d. She...
Posted by on Fri, 16 May 2008 10:20:00 GMT |
Poem *H.E.R* |
Her body complete in design(so fragile) with out a flaw//
her mind is deeper/an angel the realest i ever saw//
is it wrong to love with your heart 1st then eyes??//
she could make my heart burst...
Posted by on Thu, 15 May 2008 06:36:00 GMT |
Poem *Alone* |
Alone i lay n the shadow of destiny//
a glimmer of hope before me//
n a crowd who adores me//
Alone i lay as the stars fall upon the the nite sky//
Alone i pray my heart be healed//i wonder when and w...
Posted by on Thu, 15 May 2008 06:17:00 GMT |
Poem *Misery* |
I thrive on misery/survive//(born)//
i wasnt meant to be/here/
my hearts torn from the eye of the storm//
sum call life//otha's call norm//
n perform daily//im 2close 2god 2let the world play me//
you...
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 21:11:00 GMT |
Poem everything that was |
Everythng that was is now wat if/anythng it does is a spiritual gift/angel sent me love/now im askn is this/created by god/ or just anotha hit n miss?
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 05:46:00 GMT |
Poem We move foward |
How blind is the heart/in the eyes of the sun/how far does the mind run (til death do we part) the deepest reds symbolize the dead heart/ that once pumped happiness but now sits n the dark/the essent...
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 05:18:00 GMT |
tHE EXISTENCE OF LIFE WITHIN ITSELF |
For every cause there is an effect, and for every effect there is a cause. For every event there must be some initial action, and there is some reaction for every event. For an idea to manifest on the...
Posted by on Sun, 04 May 2008 01:55:00 GMT |
