Friday, December 21, 2007

Chulo

Forgotten tommorows and New beginnings.....the smell of life.....the feel of adventure....time reminds you of destiny, where you shall be and when...It's YOUR choice to follow...fall behind and be forgotten OR speed ahead as your peers race to catch you.......ZOOM

So now...your felt in a room...like breeze through an open window...shivers of hate
....calm down..."chill" out

1 comment:

h.e.r.fection said...

this purple poem? lol

if so.. very good. you view my blog? and i had to get my 1st comment from you at 3:40 am..

stop by soon again
thanks for the read
love*

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