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Saturday, February 25, 2006

At A Time When Lifes Not So Hard

breathed thru an open door this pressure i cant take anymore...life of a tragedie...cant get it rite again....bring it back to a time so sad..a time that only u nd i had...lets bring it back for all those memories that we now lack....show them the doors..that will give them more...give them the lite that will make this alrite....watch as the birds take forth the morning sun watch as they take down that of a new born sun...take the life from his body and the soul from his heart...tearing his family all apart....at a time yet so young...he never really had a place he culd call home...no time will he have shown his knowledge to his kids..the ones that he knew were his...never will he have a life..were he spent it all on his wife....time has been shown this we all have known..death is a part of everyone one of our lifes..as well as love nd its touched everyone of our lives..

written completely by me on a tiresome morning at 7:17 in the morning....

i love you baby nd this is a dedication to the ppl n our lives that we have lost baby...i love you soo much nd cant wait to talk to u again....im missn you like crazy baby...nd this is nuts how i feel this way but i feel it everyday baby...


I Wanna Screw "Where To Run I Need Music To Set Me Free To Let Me Be!

2 Fuck Yous:

Blogger Sydney said...

aw baby.. that was really good.. i really like it.. baby i love you

Mon Feb 27, 08:31:00 AM  
Blogger George Larson said...

"anymore...life of a tragedie...cant get it rite again....bring it back"

By tragadie, I assume you mean tragedy.

By rite, I assume you mean right.

By cant get it rite again, I assume you mean spelling.

Tue Mar 07, 06:49:00 PM  

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