- Last seen on Jun 29 10:04 AM 2007. Member since October 26, 2006.
My Philosophies
- where do we go when we die?
- I Think it was somewhere between getting my heart broken and standing over my fathers grave that made me realize something very important about life that day, you must understand that life is what you make it and theres nothing you can do to physically ch
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- Faded Dreams at allpoetry
It was early before dawn the moonlight shines through the open window, - song of myself at allpoetry
Here, Celebrating the creation of my life. / thankful for every aspect of myself, / given to me by my lovely parents who were given to them by theirs. / standing five foot ten inches and one hundred and twenty poun - Kids at allpoetry
PEACE, LAUGHTER, AND MUDDY MESSES / SNEAKING COOKIES, AND WEARING MOMMY'S DRESSES / WAY TOO CUTE FOR YOU TO GET MAD / WHEN THEY LOOK AT YOU WITH TEARS AND SAY "I SORRY DAD." / CAUSE GETTING IN TROUBLE AND MAKING A MES
