| These are some of my favorites of Beauty by artists that I admire and respect very much, please enjoy their works |
| These are some of my favorites of Beauty by artists that I admire and respect very much, please enjoy their works |
| This is one of yearning, of desire, both of the subject, in this case She the Ocean, but also of returning to one's begnning, of reaching HOME so to speak, the end of the long journey. |


To BeThere have been many things through out my life that I have wanted to be a writer and a rambler a thinkerTo Be
a lover of life and a
lover but most of all I have wanted to be wanted just wanted by
a special one who understood me that really
got me without any difficulty and enjoyed my company that alone would be something that I wish to be To be myself and accepted


I Remember YouthThe song of youth echoes through my memory with the sweet smells of honeysuckle oh the days when I yet hadI Remember Youth
the strength of young limbs and a rebellious heart I remember me the me that I used to be when the road of life
was long and filled with adventure before life began to have fun at my expense and my emotions became sore and bloody my character stronger from the living but my body less strong and able,
no longer so full of expectations I remember but time takes care of youth and spen


Crazy DaysWith eyes dark and angry I walk through these streets looking, looking, looking but never finding the Truth is a bitter pill and the swallowing of it hurts me I endure your betrayal I turn my back and walk away I find myself on many different roads now and in many different cities but yet I see only darkness a feeling of sorrow surrounds my daily works I see your betrayal on a dirty street corner in Louisville I find it again on the hot streets of Tombstone everywhere I look it is there and I haCrazy Days


Wherewhere is my spirit and my zest for life where did my courage go out the window withWhere
my heart it seems where is my happiness and the thing
that helps me make sense of it all oh where have I gone I dont see myself anymore when I look into the mirror who is this man I see where did the boy go that had everything
figured out and knew what it took to be cool and courages where have I gone to down this dark hole it seems where everything is cold and blue


Hard DaysIm living through these hard hard days trying to keep my mind off of the many things that depress me and make me sad or angry at myself why does my memory torture me so and the realization that the thingsHard Days
I used to enjoy now mean nothing to me I cant understand why I cant find interest
in anything that once made me happy to be alive I feel like a empty sack everything is bitter like salt on my tongue I feel like riding on a
leaving train jumping a highball frieght and just leaving myself behind but


JadedI feel so jaded most of the days that I awake andJaded
cast my gaze out
upon the empty desert that has replaced my spirit
I feel so jaded
and yet I wonder what is the matter why do I feel so like just giving up and stop living
adventureously
I feel so jaded and old and tired Ive been burned and I have been hurt but so have many others out
there
I feel so jaded but yet can feel happy in fleeting
small bits of time finding excitement
in a woman's warm smile  
| Hello, I am from East Texas, I love Beauty both in the real and the inanimate. I love the written word as expression of what one feels,deep down inside, where the secrets lay. |
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"You never know just how you look through other people's eyes"
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Have a nice weekend!!
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Hi everybody and thanks so much for the wonderful creativity ,I like so much look every day amazing work by you [link]
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Hi everybody and thanks so much for the wonderful creativity ,I like so much look every day amazing work by you [link]
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How are you doing
Ben
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Hi everybody and thanks so much for the wonderful creativity ,I like so much look every day amazing work by you [link]
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