

AftAftAft
So I walked.
With randomness to guide streets were empty glisten from twilight dew peace in black I echo my own breath
Here in time the occupant of now childhood a fond reflection, where in a land of play I once stood
Still I walked. Time traveler with-in these roads my nexus each new byway a ripple of memory
"Gypsy boy, gypsy boy where is my vagabond child?" I still here that angel's voice eddied in the timel pool. I am here mother.
I have stilled. Too far hav


MortalMortalMortal
I cant remember where my peace has went To darkened are those roads. I wonder idly of portrait past Could this have been my home?
Ive stepped beyond the simple course I romp around the verge Where lines once met I now must rift Enslaved into this dirge
Captured captive cold & crisp Like the autumn before the frost Search I may with good intent My paradise all but lost
Where can be the peace I need So toilsome a task at hand Burdens bared lay barren field No home for me to rest.
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"The difference between men and women is this: Women want quality, men don't care as long as it's naked."
~ Skanky Girl!
How much of it's genetics? How much of it is fate? How much of it depends upon the choices that we make...?
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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Adam Knight
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I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
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**MY PERSONAL GALLERY**
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~"Blind faith is an ironic gift to return to the Creator of human intelligence."~
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Love is a verb.
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