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Friday November 27, 2009
Poem/Artistic Stories
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"IT EVER HAS BEEN SINCE TIME BEGAN
AND EVER WILL BE, TILL TIME LOSE BREATH
THAT LOVE IS A WORD, NO MORE ...TO MAN
BUT LOVE TO A WOMAN
IS LIFE OR DEATH."
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We need friends
We need each other...
In times of private pain,
of fear and stress;
We need each other...
to share our joys,
our times of happiness;
We need each other...
to hold on and be strong, and
encourage when things are going wrong;
We need each other...
to keep the faith and love,
and remind each other of all
the things we're dreaming of;
We need each other... now and
always
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Hello to all my wonderful friends,
A friend of mine sent this to me, so I thought I would share it with the people that have had the most affect on my life... Thank you one and all!
THE VOICE OF JESUS
by Mary Hastings
I can feel the voice of Jesus,
Saying " Be still and know I am here;"
I know what you are going through,
And...1 Recommendation2 Comments -
two traveling angels I got this from a friend and thought that I would share it with all of you.
TWO TRAVELING ANGELS
KEEP READING TO THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE DON'T STOP AT T6HE FEET
TWO TRAVELING ANGELS STOPPED TO SPEND THE NIGHT IN THE HOME OF A WEALTHY FAMILY THE FAMILY WAS RUDE AND REFUSED TO LET YHE ANGELS STAY IN THE MANSION GUEST ROOM. INSTEAD THE ANGELS WERE GIVEN A SMALL...2 Recommendations4 Comments -
This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, he saw me, and he asked:
My child, what is your greatest wish for today?
I responded:
'Lord please; take care of the person who is reading this message,
their family and their special friends.They deserve it and I love them very much'
The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginnings but Not its end
This message works on th...2 Recommendations1 Comment -
The Rose
It is only a tiny rosebud,
A flower of God's design,
But I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumsy hands of mine.
- The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I,
The flower God opens so sweetly,
In my hands would fade and die.
- I cannot unfold a rosebud,
This flower of God's design,
Then how can I have wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?
- So I'll trust Him for His ...1 Recommendation4 Comments -
WARNING! contents in this journal are of a dark artistic kind in the form of a poem please do not read on if you are easily upset.
what is wrong with me...all ive been able to do today is write dark poetry (faintly disturbing poetry) and draw disturbing pictures...i will put them up and maybe you can tell me what you think....
i want!
i want to feel the sting,
i want to see the scratch,
i want it so b...1 Recommendation17 Comments -
Don't think that you can tell me what to think
I'm the one who knows what's good for me
And I'm stating my independence
Gonna take the road I'm gonna take
And I'm gonna make my own mistakes
It's my life
I decide
I decide how I live
I decide who I love
Choice is mine
And no one gets to make my mind up
I decide
I decide where I go
What I need
Who I know
I'm the one who's runnin...1 Recommendation2 Comments -
These marks I make
Pace my life
The years I had
And those to come
Now are all done
I'm here to say
Good- bye
I am so sorry
For all the pain
I've put you through
But Nothing lasts forever
So, my final prayer
Is a simple wish
That you forgive me1 Recommendation3 Comments
