Doc Holla
04-27-06, 08:49 PM
Lend me a moment of your time, I will lend you a line, fair exchange in this game, matter looking up mind. The object is to climb we use tools, jewels made of hooks and bars produce stars. Stars shine they gift to uplift who we are, in return craniums knock stadiums rock by far. Its a reaction that happen when minds get to mapping, we create a world complete with streets, beef, and grief, put it in action watch the world descend underneath, a fairytale where sleeping beauty is the word peace. I pucker up and terminate a state filled with hate, take her on a much needed date to far Kuwait, we love make I whisper to her, "Get the world straight," she screams, "Yes," I think I caught her in a climax, I bend order like backs on this text quest. Of blood and flesh I am thought about as something next, a new being seen as dean when put to the test. Yes I am the rest when all else fails and lies, a warrior with nothing left but mere battle cries. The all wise always ask whys', dont ask me why, I'am asking you the same question trying to learn a lesson. Put a request in for the next God blessing session, and watch good fate fall down just for being around. I weigh these trials and tribulations by the pound now, and found about an ounce of faith will keep you in the race. About a key you be a king pin born again, with a tolerence for nonsense and worldly sin, measure it out, bag it up, and sell it to a friend, and watch before your eyes a revitalized life begin.
FREE JEWERLY!!!!!
FREE JEWERLY!!!!!