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Ryan Roberts

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Member Since: 22/06/2006
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Influences: Johnny Cash, Rodney Crowell, Kris Kristofferson, Willie Nelson, Townes Van Zandt, Guy Clark, Billy Joe Shaver, John Prine, Bob Dylan, my pastor and friend who keeps me focused on my true strength... Daron Farmer
Record Label: Unknown Indie
Type of Label: Indie

My Blog

POE

"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things, which escapes those who only dream by night." E.A.Poe."
Posted by on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 00:00:00 GMT

This is awesome!! You have to read this. I don't agree with it all, but it is great!!

A TIME COMES IN YOUR LIFE A time comes in your life when you finally get it ... When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks, and somewhere the voice inside your head...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 00:00:00 GMT

Heart's Desire

As the moment of truth overcomes myself, so does a lifetime of scattered memories dance through the kindled fire;  and as the flames grow higher like only yourself, as only my heart's desire! &n...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 00:00:00 GMT

Power of Life

I never understood the power of hate; and yet I never understood the power of Love. How can one understand the power of hate if he does not truely understand the power of love? And, how can one unders...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 00:00:00 GMT

A Moment to Remember

Every now and a dream, a mind distantly drifts to another time, in another place.  She looked so beautiful standing there, tears streaming down her saddened face; and without her knowing, I tre...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 00:00:00 GMT

When Love Was In The Heart

  Thoughts run wildly through my mind; They carry me back to the sweetest time, When Love was in the Heart.   I still remember the day we met; And even this day I do not regret, When Love w...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 00:00:00 GMT

Rain Drops

  Raindrops fall heavily on the windshield of my truck.  I listen to them slamming on the glass;  I watch them race down the many streams that the rain drops before them left behind.&...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 00:00:00 GMT

One Day

  We rolled up the hills with nothing to mend Curving round and round, in sight, no certain end We reached the top with nothing to see But what was for him, must be for me i looked all around whi...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 00:00:00 GMT

Fly Away Home

  Be it birds that fly Or persons that try When they see no way For another day They must go back to the basics of life Away from the sky Is where they must fly To see what went wrong Then, fly a...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 00:00:00 GMT