January 2010
14 posts
And I am a writer, writer of fictions I am the heart that you call home And I’ve written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones I am a writer,
I am all that you have home
But I should have known this right from the start.. only hope can keep me together. Love can mend your life, but love can break your heart.
Still, for your smile,
I would run another mile.. barefoot and bruised, and laughing all the while.
Please ,
Times when I was lost and low, I looked to you to pull me through. Now I need to tell you that you were the best I ever had. And we have come so far, but our lives may never change.
“we are not human being having a spiritual expirience. we are spiritual beings...”
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“forgive me for what remained unsaid.”
He said, “girl you’re a wreck and you must be confused. As we both know the grounds no place for you. Angels fly, not fall in love.” I said, “Boy you’re a mess, you must be confused as we both see the ground’s stuck in my shoes. Boy you’re a crash that hasn’t happened yet. And I am the concrete just happy we met.”
“The fearless are merely fearless. People who act in spite of their fear, are...”
