He swiftly soars through the air. Without a worry, without a care. Boldly and proudly he flys . Slicing through the thick air, soaring to the skies. Rating 3.00 out of 5
Archive | February, 2009
Mystery Girl
Alone she walks. She never talks. Her serious look Stays Constant. Yet, in her shyest manner she’s reaching out. Trying to find a hand to hold onto. But no one understands. To them she’s just a Mystery. Rating 3.00 out of 5
schizophrenia
sch(ool) iz ophre(ng) ni a when i go there it hurts me if i don’t go there i’m smarter but who is kiddin’ the kidder here i’m only as good as the garbage can, and we all know we can use our hands so when i want to i pick up a book something pertaining [...]
Mother’s lullaby
”Hush little baby don’t you cry. We’ll soon be in heaven by and by. Don’t frown or fuss my little one. Don’t cry or whine just have some fun. We’ll soon see God who lives on high.” This is every mother’s lullaby. Rating 3.00 out of 5
God is a forgiving God
Crying as he is looking down on his world of sin and woe, we don’t understand. we don’t want to know. We are selfish and unworthy of our life and the air we breathe. But God is still forgiving us the way he did Adam and Eve. Rating 3.00 out of 5
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