The silence, the memories. Reminding you of who you love so much. But they slip away further everyday. Like spikes digging in my chest. And these tiny little moments. I miss to only have again. Everyday feels like a million punches at my heart. I try to believe maybe where not meant to be. But I think we are.

A man of the people. Asymp; Leave a comment. What a waste of admiration, shift gears fantasies. Come to my station and think the ground should worship you,. Well, yes big cars, big money, big guns,. take my worth, and dignity, but. My integrity is not for sale. I took in all that? .

Free-verse poetry from the soul. Many hurdles to navigate through. A marathon runner every day. Getting better with each passing day. Day in and day out. I pray for the same thing. By His stripes I am healed. And day in and day out.

I will speak my mind anyway. Even though you see every word of it laid squarely at your feet. Believing in your own wretched lies. Can no longer tell a truth from a lie. Careful of the deceit you weave.

Guess who has a candle addiction! Meditate, Memorize, Reflect. Knowledge is knowing, wisdom is understanding. Have a great day! Taking life one day at a time.

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OK, mildly condescending but also fundamentally wrong. What do I know about cars? That industry could really use a wakeup call! For instance, what the hell is a tachometer still doing taking up space on my dashboard? October 26, 2016. 8220;No drug, not even alcohol, causes the fundamental ills of socie.