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| k1dafr1ka | posted on 02-23-2001 @ 9:52 PM |    | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70  | Prayer I come to you hungry and tired you give food and let me sleep I come to you weak you give strength and that's deep you called me a sheep and leed me to green pastures only asking that I keep the focus between the chaptures You give me the word and only acts I interpet And give me the eyes so I can recognize the serpent You know I ain't perfect, but you'll like me to try And just like the devil who wants me to lie Till I die Lord why is it that, that I go through so much pain All I saw was black and all I felt was rain I come to you because it's you that knows To show me that everything is black Because me eyes were closed You give me the light and let me bask in your glory So it was only right that when you ask for this story I put together to do all dogs some good All dogs being all the brothers and sisters in the hood Plenty of times you sent help my way ?but I hit? I remember once you held me close but I slip There was something that I just had to see That you wanted me to see so I can be what you wanted me to be And I think I am seeing it but I don't feel the same Matter of fact I know I have seen it I can feel the change And it's strange almost got me beating down your door But I have never known love like this before It's a wonderful feeling to get away from the pain And up under the ceiling I get away from the rain And the strain that I feel when I'm here is gone I know real so I wipe away the tears son And I almost lost faith in you when you took my man Monty Pass over chase a brother down And I fear that what I saying won't be heard until I'm gone But it's all good, Cause I didn't expect to live long So if it takes for me to suffer for me brother to see the light Give me pain till I die but please lord treat him right
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta | ||||
King Shit *board owner* | posted on 02-23-2001 @ 10:01 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01 | thanks bro, i'm touched ~Matt/Froy from Jersey The Hell Hole Official Protector of Gay Marco & SwampJunk...if he ever decides to post. Also providing total immunity to Fayth | ||||
| itsamiata | posted on 01-25-2002 @ 4:01 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | My oh my how things change. Memories by Elvis Presley Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine Quiet thought come floating down And settle softly to the ground Like golden autumn leaves around my feet I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories, Sweet memories Of holding hands and red bouquets And twilight trimmed in purple haze And laughing eyes and simple ways And quiet nights and gentle days with you Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine, Memories, memories, sweet memories | ||||
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