having trouble talking? is it like when you smoke salvia and cant really make words out?
haha...wow real southern california trip up there!
ya know... you can tell alot about a person by taking a look at their shit! and yours makes me laugh!
and suicide... man cmon we should be talking about summer of love 2010 right? livin' and if you have bad visions... connect and feel strong...
i hear you man...world trips are mind blowin and all....but im trying to get inner self. scope me out im real no star out there saves me limit...
hahah...ok man
what does faith in god have to do with finding my trip. im Mexican and as you may or may not know god is programed into us since we are infants....
714 garden grove here and looking for my Lady Sandy Dawson. any one seen her around lately?
looking for one...haha...no luck so far. can anyone help me out?
good stuff
i guess i kinda see my old self in that poem but the state im in now(a step or two ahead) i can realize that loving myself alone is a bit more...
no it didnt make me think that... it made me realize that you are scared of loosing that special someone.. what i was trying to say that if you...
one day youll see its not love lost but love let go
i imagine a horny 13 year old boy sitting bored in his english class. not very creative.....maybe just not my style
i like it....reminds me of a twisted love story... i love your last verse... i always said this about my last love: "I dont call it love lost,...
I'm in a beautiful garden of pain where all my human emotions roam wild a place of birth a place of child naturally born to be inspired but...
crazy desert storms pirate woman moan! who's left to take the Spanish throne? the little boy thinks.. a black president now cleansed perceptions...
out of sight out of pain to an artist white as plain she came to me and then she drove away sucked away my whole day lordy, lord i need your...
...poetry in art that speaks its the depth of a man that hides his face behind blood stained bed sheets if he's lucky he'll sprout a seed someone...
i sailed away in an ocean of fear the walls of my wooden casket seemed to be moving near isolation is the new trend i tell you.. my child my...
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