The ManThere is a man sitting in front of me.The Man
You can tell his life has been difficult.
Hair and Beard unkept, clothes and face dirty. He looks Tired.
like hes lived a thousand years. He sits there looking down at the table.
Not looking up very often, but when he does.
my god.
with eyes as blue as the sea. Eyes, that pierce through you like the dagger through Juliets heart.
So many stories behind those sad blue eyes.
You can see that he loved and lost. You can see that he's fought and failed.
I want to ask of the tales hes weaved.
I sit, d
i need a real camera, my camera phone just isnt cutting it.
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You will never know the pure essence of present time. Everything you see, touch, taste, or smell, is an image, object, feeling, etc. of something that was going to happen, and has happened and now you are recalling the smell, touch, taste, etc.
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U ask when i knew i was God? It was a dark night, while i was kneeling in thoughtful prayer, when i realized the only person i was speaking to was myself.
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'cause of you jump, i will jump too...
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