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Thursday, August 16, 2012

in exchange of that of the truth, I'll seemingly act as if my life has roots, I suppose to make other's feel better of which, I can make that I'm laughing, but, you know, as if! Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

it is said that in order to find the light, one must pass thru the darkest hour, my hour lingers with me as my feet freeze, as if I am stuck between rail-road tracks, inside a rocky mountain range, and the light I see at the end of the tunnel, seems to be in tact with an oncoming train. Sign in to see full entry.

In My Life

My baby, I can't save you, And, I can't talk you down, I will hold you, Never watch you drown, In my life, Things have a way of growing downward, So I don't know if I can be a coward, Again, I don't know you anymore, Like I thought I did, But I can show you, Things I've kept hidden, In my life, Ive... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

her bright smile and pink skin, along with her souther-style, sea-green eyes, blond hair wrapped up high, salty-air breeze was all but a good-bye, she had a bo! as we spent hour upon hour, in that hot august sun, her wet leg brushed against mine, a life-line so my boy could latch on, motherly... Sign in to see full entry.

I'm a good man with a good heart, Had a tough time and a rough start, But I've finally learned to let it go, And I'm right here, Right now, And I'm wide open, And somehow I know my shadow days are over, Did you know you could be wrong and sway alright, People have done it their whole life, So I'm... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 13, 2012

my era

I remember when we used to sit downtown, music of all nations came together, blankets spread, kite's flight, then we'd make a fire light that would burn thru the night, where fire bugs would dance, and our heads would elevate as each morning's sun, and the corn-meal porriage that I'd want to share... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

artistry

a true artist, in a nutshell, is, one who captures their thought, and transcends it, whether it be pen to paper, stick to taught skin, or feet and bodies moving to beats and sound, a portrait painted is but a face to some, but portrayed thru the painted's eyes, is nothing less than a masterpiece, an... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

your smile, your life, your soul, your health, and all that goes with, is what tells my heart to beat, my lungs to breathe, my brain to function, my back to break, without these things that you possess, I'm broken, not good for anything, please believe and make sure you recognize this, because if... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 10, 2012

i lay here and watch her sleep again, each breath that rises and each that descends, I wonder how she sleeps so content, I like to think it's because she feels safe, and then it happens again, she cried out a loud a while ago, spoke out and screamed my name, as she is still sleeping we hold... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Works

a lost soul without his way, life seemingly gloomed with no way out, (except to get on his knees and pray) locked in a black box, with no GOD to call on, hellish thoughts, blurred his mind, one of GOD's true, this lost soul, was placed in my path and I into his, we had some things to check one... Sign in to see full entry.

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