Kimere

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Saturday, March 10, 2007

JUST NOW

Do not promise me forever it's to long to wait for dreams. Just live in the now this moment may not come again. We don't have time to waste in life on all the might have beens. So take my hand walk with me if only for awhile. Sometimes it's the small memories that makes life worthwhile. Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 5, 2007

No Inspiration in a Bottle

A lifetime of regrets drowning in the bottle.It's not your friend my love,it can't save you.A liquid hell you've made for yourself as you wallow in the past. What could you have been if the bottle hadn't been your best friend? You cling to it like a teddy bear,what comfort could it truly bring? It... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 3, 2007

Chasing Youth

Some fear the hands of time unaware they heal. We run and lie to our mirrors telling ourselves the lie is real. Chasing our youths and forgetting to love the now. Our self pity and self doubt never seeing how wonderful we truly are. Blessed with the wisdom we have learned from our mistakes,youth... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, March 1, 2007

My Angels Lost Her Halo

My Angels lost her halo it's tarnished and it's worn. I 've got to help her find it and all the love it's born. She thinks it's gone forever because of her mistakes. But I know inside her is still an angel waiting to spread her wings. Not once did I keep a record of her mistakes nor shun her for my... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, February 25, 2007

I'm Still Here

So many battles and heartaches,lies,amd embraces.Days that felt like nightmares,broken dreams that hard tears cannot make real.But I'm still here. Gifts meant as bribes,hurtful remarks,swollen eyes and bloody lips.But I'm still here. Court rooms,lawyers,jailhouse and prisons,tears becoming smiles.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, February 18, 2007

When to walk away

I sat here asking myself why didn't I leave.Love makes us do funny things,stupid things realy.Yeah,why didn't I leave.When my heart was broke,my pride his joke,when in a drunken rage you destroyed my home.When I went to the hospital,my things began to disappear so you could buy beer.Why didn't I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, February 16, 2007

The best friend I've ever had

I now hundreds of people but none touch my heart like my best friend. She does not judge and is always there,protects me from those who don't play fair. Loves my family as her own and never keeps me hung up on the phone. She does not try to steal my dates,or tell me I've put on to much weight. She's... Sign in to see full entry.

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Could it get much worse

Could it get much worse? I asked myself when the bills were late and I'd lost my job. When I was freezing in the streets without a home. As I laid a rose on my Grandfathers grave and the family went to war over their fare share Over lovers lost and promises broke. When everyone said my dreams were a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Could it get much worse? I asked myself when the bills were late and I'd lost my job. When I was freezing in the streets without a home. As I laid a rose on my Grandfathers grave and the family went to war over their fare share. Over lovers lost and promises broke. When everyone said my dreams were a joke. I asked that question more times than I can count and every answer was the same. Every tear fell just as wet ,every moment I thought was the end and could bare no more. But I found the answer I did not want to hear, so I stopped asking... As I laid

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