Me
A wall that's of security and love easy to build hard to knock down. A lock on the heart that's rusted, Can you hear what's in your face, whats within, whats rubbing against your skin. It's getting dark times running out there are so much that needs to be said but no time to waste. I feel hopeless, have I failed, did i do what i needed to be done, where did it go wrong. You had the world you had beauty and you had the meaning of it and it's your lost
01-27-2010
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| My Soul Mate | 0 | 08/26/2010 |
| Uncut | 0 | 06/08/2010 |
| Letting Go | 0 | 05/27/2010 |
| Eye Opener | 0 | 02/16/2010 |
| JADA | 0 | 02/05/2010 |
| I Love You | 0 | 02/01/2010 |
| When To Let Go | 0 | 01/27/2010 |
| Wriiten to Me From An Old Friend | 0 | 01/27/2010 |
| Feelings | 0 | 01/27/2010 |
| Me | 1 | 01/27/2010 |
| LOVE | 0 | 01/27/2010 |
| Smile | 0 | 01/27/2010 |
| What My Future Holds | 0 | 01/27/2010 |
| Use Ur Mind | 0 | 10/24/2009 |
| untitled | 0 | 08/13/2009 |
| Emotions | 0 | 07/31/2009 |
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