Sunday, January 30, 2011

space chiv


Alone by Edgar Allan Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
        As others were; I have not seen
        As others saw; I could not bring
        My passions from a common spring.
        From the same source I have not taken
        My sorrow; I could not awaken
        My heart to joy at the same tone;
        And all I loved, I loved alone.
        Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
        Of a most stormy life- was drawn
        From every depth of good and ill
        The mystery which binds me still:
        From the torrent, or the fountain,
        From the red cliff of the mountain,
        From the sun that round me rolled
        In its autumn tint of gold,
        From the lightning in the sky
        As it passed me flying by,
        From the thunder and the storm,
        And the cloud that took the form
        (When the rest of Heaven was blue)
        Of a demon in my view.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

kio

                                       
let the color let u see self
take the color
give color to your eyes
warm           life


dont lose self   

Monday, January 10, 2011

M .O.N.E.Y

Money always feel so cold in my hands ever sence I
Was a young bull what dose this do to a kid
Well it Shows whats more important. some thing u just
Can't bye love self family peace. Remember if you
Get money In the wallet don't let it take over ( you )
Me us...



Dont lose self :)