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family aint been here in a while, missed you.....be nice:
Loves and emotion Journal Entry: 4400
"love is an emotion I cant catch
A cold thats too warm for my bitter bold
too many tears shed to taste the salt-t-shirt of
his sweat....
Love a feeling that caused me to go insane...
Hey people:
Below is a blurb from Changeitall.org a web-site
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use of language
I love to write and I love to read and reading this story I placed myself in the place of the woman staring at the other people on the street, and I kind of drifter as I read aloud this sotry , where were the other people going where were they stopping, then I thought wow you as...
Sun
SPEAK TO ME:I can kneel before god when we washed our selves in the river of now, sunlight witll hit and paper bands wrap themselves in between my toes on top of your....lyrics
Music......sweet.....kiss....in the roll of the dirty dice......running my choice to stay in the moment of...
You kind of love
This is the kind of love I want to live! Thanks for this ...you give me hope to be wrapped in the arms of love to be held in the thought of love!!!!!
:) I am a fan
Can you
Can you translate that n 2 words that are not abbreviations of language
words that penetrate my soul
can you breathe my essence off the floor of the "masters' bedroom"
Help me see the light show your self in crowds of inclusion, show your self in
dark open spaces
hold my...
Emancipation gave no mention of freedom
Slave hands clapped together
like ole' Negro spirituals
on off shores
Chain Gangs
Queens forced to bow down
into witches brew
stirr fired chittlerlings
a generation clinging
lady day sand the blues
Emancipation gave no mention of freedom...
I search the crowd looking for your face
but somehow I know
you will not be there
Looking at the blank souls
stare at me from behind the thin
sheet of light from the stage
But, I still search
it's hard to stop looking
when all you eggs hatched in on basket
I searched the crowd...
Cold desert floor lay inside my Slience
Death is the loudest things I know
Wind sound the alarm to move
My slience is deaf'ing
earth shatering spell bound
holy women wrapped in the moment of now
my slience is the loudest things I know
words my messiah
bleed from my finger tips...
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