And who do you think you are

[Im_Aspire 0]

^_^ Mia Poem (Slipery)

The language of love

is silent and seeking

in life's loudly speaking

from down to above.

 

The language of silence

in love with creation,

a soul's inspiration

is full but still widens.

 

The language of silence

and love seem the same:

they show us the flame

but speak without violence

 

Of burning and brightening sunny salvation

of finding some peace on our blue-shining block.

Love makes man and wild flowers spread on this rock

where all life is looking for balanced vibration.

[Otherworldly 2]

Please kill me now.

 

When did I post this?!?

[easy 7]

You posted it 12 Hours ago :D You're welcome

[Hudson 3]

and so i cry sometimes when im lying in bed just to get it all out whats in my head and I-I-I, feel it feel it, i need a peculiar, and so i wake in the morning and i step outside and i take a deep breath and get real HIGH and i, scream-at-the-top-of-my-lungs, whats going on?...and i say HEY YA YA YA YA HEY YA YA I SAY HEY...WHTAS GOING ON!!

This man is made of greatness