sharpshooter127
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Recommend this profile to your Facebook friends. personal messageTalk to me and let me hear your voice. Walk with me and let me share a moment in time with you. There is so much we have to teach each other. It is called living, it is life, it is a gift. What shall we do with our gift. Shall we enjoy our gifts together or alone...Talk to me, let me hear your voice. Talk without lying. Pleasure without pressure. Truth without ambiguity. What shall we do with our gift of time? If ignorance is bliss, I will remain content because I enjoy knowledge. Is knowledge of you heaven or just a brief respite in paradise? Is life with you a dream or a concrete reality where I may construct a home? Talk to me and let me hear your voice. favorite linksfriends (116)favorite pages
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comments from my friendsYou need to be friends with sharpshooter127 in order to leave them a Comment.In the meantime, you can always sign their guestbook. recent blog postsDig DeepPosted
Dig deep Nobody will give it to you They'll try to do you Run through you So dig deep
Battered, bruised Worse for wear Alone, humbled Where no one cares Dig deep
Torn and shattered Disjointed, scattered Hopelessly hoping Discouraged and moping Just dig deep
Digging takes time Leaving rubbish behind Rubble and dust Clouding your mind Digging deep ... (continue reading) My AngelPosted
I like my angels wings dirty. I like the mud upon her wings. She's not a highschool cheerleader. She's not a beauty pageant queen. She's not too proud to eat Mc Donalds. She likes it just as much as me. I like my angel when she's dirty. I like the rips up in her jeans. I know she's there when I can't see her. I know she feels just like I do. She always seems to have the answers. When I don't know what to do. Whenever I get down and dirty. She's getting down and dirty too. When I feel my anger... (continue reading) Turbulence SubsidesPosted
-Turbulence Subsides- It feels like...Posted
If feels like I have loved you all my life. Almost as if you were made for me Every characteristic pushes buttons, Noone else has uncovered. Time with you takes me places, I'm sure Noone else has discovered. It feels like I have loved you my whole life. Almost as if you were made for me. When your eyes search mine for substance, My soul offers my most intimate thoughts for sustenance. I keep no secrets. My heart prepares... (continue reading) |
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