The Past,,,
I just want to escape the past
But every time i turn around
It's right there to laugh in my face
to let me know it can never be replaced
What I have is on borrowed time
what i thought was mine...isn't really mine.
The Past,,,
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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Imperfect Love | 0 | 03/06/2009 |
Yea I said It | 1 | 03/05/2009 |
The Past,,, | 0 | 03/05/2009 |
2 his Ex | 0 | 03/05/2009 |
Why I Write... | 0 | 03/02/2009 |
A Smoka | 0 | 02/25/2009 |
When | 0 | 02/19/2009 |
The End | 0 | 02/19/2009 |
My Light | 0 | 02/19/2009 |
Drifting | 0 | 02/19/2009 |
My mistake | 0 | 02/19/2009 |
Thinking Of Us | 0 | 02/19/2009 |
He is Music | 1 | 02/19/2009 |
I'm here... | 2 | 02/19/2009 |
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