words to draw byyou can tell the depth of a man's frustrations by the identations on his pencil.
First Born SonA many moments I've sat and staredFirst Born Son
Thought to myself if no one cared I muster up a single tear Then wipe away my cheek all clear I've taught myself to be strong I've told myself that I belong But sometimes I sit alone and cry And wonder, just wondering why I wonder if I'm to blame Suppose I was born another name If I should hang my head in shame If there was something that I could've changed I would have had a different life One younger sister, father and his wife Just us four to explore the world But just thinking about it hurts that much more In
Carolina's TommorrowThe night shadows dusk as the day comes to an end.Carolina's Tommorrow
The moon and the stars find happiness among the midnight clouds.
Creatures of the dark speak to the air as the grassy plains lay under a blanket of summer dew.
Hours pass while nature's children play amidst their mother's playground.
A moment of a brisk wind ripples waves tapping gently against the channel walls. A lonely herring perches silently, concentrating deeply at the hunt.
In an instant and with out warning, his spearing beak snatches a meal from the water below.
As his victim lies flapping in the grasp of the herrings jaws, a flash from
Roxy Amanda
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Im not a stalker, i just find people very interesting.....you're out of milk, by the way.
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how do I catch what's left behind?
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