MsDaniMack
|
|
personal info
interests
schools
This member hasn't added any Schools yet.
|
Recommend this profile to your Facebook friends. personal messageWelcome to My Page! I am NOT HERE FOR DATES! SOME LAME DUDE JUST CRIED TO ME AND CURSED ME OUT BECAUSE I DIDN'T GIVE HIM MY NUMBER! Please read my blogs and comment on my poetry. My poems are copyrighted, so please do not copy or steal them. I also sing along with my poetry. My lyrics are all originally written by me. I am HERE FOR BUSINESS! I am AVAILABLE FOR SHOWS, large and small EVENTS, SCHOOLS, etc. ONLY serious business E-mail: MsDaniMack@gmail.com I published my first book: THE SECRETS OF ENCHANTMENT: A glimpse into the life of the young, Black and brokenhearted: A collaborative work of POETRY AND SHORT TALES FOLLOW THE LINK BELOW, PURCHASE, ENJOY AND SPREAD THE WORD!
http://553cf7yftm6ntzb4j6gelnd ybn.hop.clickbank.net/?tid=GAM ER Come PLAY! friends (260)favorite pages
This member hasn't added any Favorite Pages yet.
|
comments from my friendsYou need to be friends with MsDaniMack in order to leave them a Comment.In the meantime, you can always sign their guestbook. recent blog posts
The beginning of The Secrets of Enchantment includes a poem for my mother, "My Angel", dedicated to her on her wedding day. My mother helped instil a Christian foundation in my life, so following her dedication are several poems about my religious and spiritual journey. Poems describing the way I view myself such as, "M.A.C.K", "MACK II", "My Vanity" and others, allow the reader to understand the author a little better. These are personality poems... (continue reading) My Freakin' Hair!!Posted
I have finally stopped being a punk and stopped perming my hair. Fellas you may be mad but... OH WELL! I really don't care. I got tired of my hair getting weaker EVERY year, and getting shorter. My hair would break like crazy with each comb and brush When I was younger and had natural hair, it was long past my shoulders. Uneven exchangePosted
Handsome, tall, strong and his vocabulary is long A face that a mother would brag about Sweat glistens off his skin as he works out in the gym And all your thoughts are in a haze Fawn over this man who was so skillfully made Every muscle like it was chiseled by the master mason himself She walks, so gracefully her movements persuade thee Her eyes so beautiful her gaze entraps you Curves so fine like sand paper smoothed it Skin soft, lips full, kissed by the sun The aroma of her... (continue reading) |
|
© 2012 InteractiveOne.com , all rights reserved. · BlackPlanet.com is a registered trademark of Community Connect Inc.