I travel on this journey called life with a rhythm on my mind. One night life whispered a poetic song in my ear & like a thief at an alter call I was reborn!! Destined to paint the town poetically me.
New journey to live for...
Open, hoping, timing, grinding, tempted, segmented... A poets course... A poets thoughts... All this may leave you breathless. Being censored if I did you'll never get this...I write for me to set my mind free. I entertain those of your so you can get through what your going through. I am Po3try inside and out...Journey with me.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
You & I could be
You could be my poem. I could be your paper. When I'm all alone its you that I think of. I just wanna get right with ya. You could be my life saver. Spend one night on the telephone or all alone in the zone with my new found poem.
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