Tuesday, November 10, 2009
These creatures are a vision of living, friends and foes gather at my door. We all partied together, some turned stronger others weeker. but they remain in our hearts dead or alive they watch us strive. I keep wondering about them. From above what are they're advice "cease the vice"... As it's no longer about "him" no need to bend to the whim. How can you love one when you keep wondering about someone?...thats called living and knowing at top of my voice, i try to make a choice...that is poison for some reason
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