i love to write, that is my passion i love poetry here is one of my fav's If life is meant to bleed then let it flow through me if love is all you need then wait till the end of eternityas i am the one alone waiting for the last train to hell sitting beside a new born devil drowning in a wishin wellwith the sign of a demon on my head and a piece of holybook in my pocket i play hide and seek on the land of dead i die every night and with sunrise i forgetcrashing against my swollen lips the tears that came from my dignity fading before trying to shine again as my eyes looses its virginityif life is meant to breakdown then forever let my knees kiss the ground if from me love is all you expect then wail till silent agony makes a sound
I believe in angels, The kind that heaven sends, I am surrounded by angels, But I call them friends. =============================== Standing by, All the way. Here to help you through your day.Holding you up, When you are weak, Helping you find what it is you seek.Catching your tears, When you cry. Pulling you through when the tide is high.Just being there, Through thick and thin, All just to say, you are my friend.
I love me some slow jams, that is the best.
My Fav movie has got to be "What Dreams Become" That movie is so sad
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Fav Book is "the Bird Cage"
My Mom Is My Hero, A Mother's love is something that no on can explain, It is made of deep devotion and of sacrifice and pain, It is endless and unselfish and enduring come what may For nothing can destroy it or take that love away . . . It is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking, And it never fails or falters even though the heart is breaking . . . It believes beyond believing when the world around condemns, And it glows with all the beauty of the rarest, brightest gems . . . It is far beyond defining, it defies all explanation, And it still remains a secret like the mysteries of creation . . . A many splendoured miracle man cannot understand And another wondrous evidence of God's tender guiding hand. ***************************************** GOD made a wonderful mother, A mother who never grows old; He made her smile of the sunshine, And He molded her heart of pure gold; In her eyes He placed bright shining stars, In her cheeks, fair roses you see; God made a wonderful mother, And He gave that dear mother to me.