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Saturday, December 25, 2010. Something I noticed when the light was just right. It reminded me twice that I was alive. Will be the rescue of me. Strange how it turns out that way, yeah. Could you show me dear. Tuesday, December 7, 2010.
Saturday, December 25, 2010. Kings and Queens by 30 Seconds to Mars. The sound of a fight. We were the kings and queens. We were the victims of ourselves. Maybe the children of a lesser God. We stole our new lives. In defense of our dreams. In defense of our dreams. We were the kings and queens of promise. We were the victims of ourselves. Maybe the children of a lesser God.
Saturday, December 25, 2010. One person dead from such is plenty. No need to go get locked away. When I leave your arms. The things that I think of. No need to get over alarmed. I wonder which brother is better. Which one our parents love the most. I sure did get in lots of trouble. They said to let the other go. I wondered what my dad would say.
Saturday, December 25, 2010. You Know My name Lyrics by Chris Cornell. If you take a life. But you yourself are nothing so divine. Yourself because no one else here will save you. The odds will betray you. And I will replace you. It may never fulfill you.
Thursday, January 6, 2011. When you carry the Bible, Satan gets a headache. When you open it, he collapses. When he sees you reading it, he faints. When he sees you living it, he flees. I JUST DEFEATED HIM! Copy and re-post if you can. Any takers? Saturday, December 25, 2010. Told me when I was young. Said sit beside me my only son. And listen closely to what I say. Oh, yeah it will.
Saturday, December 25, 2010. The Point of No Return. This is the point of no return I could never go back. Life without parole, up state shackled and trapped. Gas chamber full of Zyklon-B. Just like the Spanish exterminating Tynos. Raping the black and Indian women, creating Latinos. Al Aqsa the name is not coincidental.
Saturday, December 25, 2010. Deep down inside I feel the scream. This terrible silence stops it there. Nothing is real but pain now. Hold my breath as I wish. Oh please god, help me. Fed through the tube that sticks in me.
Saturday, December 25, 2010. For all those born to serve. And those that chose to hide. Let their sadness be our blessing. To free the light from all of us. One day the dark horse will come. For all those born to die. And those that lost the fight. Let their hard roads be our way out. Let their passion lead the way. The dark horse will one day come. They were meant to be.
Saturday, December 25, 2010. Like seven inches from the midday sun. Well, I hear you whispering the words that melt everyone. But you stay so cool. My muñequita, my Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa. The step in my groove. I would give my world to lift you up. I could change my life. To better suit your mood.
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Saturday, December 25, 2010. In December by Vampire Weekend. Id look psychotic in a balaclava. S cold is too much to handle. Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals. In December, drinking horchata. Look down your glasses at that aranciata. With lips and teeth. To ask how my day went. Boots and fists to pound on the pavement. Here comes a feeling. You thought youd forgotten. To sit and sidewalks to walk on. Youd remember drinking horchata. Youd still enjoy it with your foot on. 1 Abraham Maslow Quot.CONTENT
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Saturday, December 25, 2010. Deep down inside I feel the scream. This terrible silence stops it there. Nothing is real but pain now. Hold my breath as I wish. Oh please god, help me. Fed through the tube that sticks in me.
Saturday, December 25, 2010. For all those born to serve. And those that chose to hide. Let their sadness be our blessing. To free the light from all of us. One day the dark horse will come. For all those born to die. And those that lost the fight. Let their hard roads be our way out. Let their passion lead the way. The dark horse will one day come. They were meant to be.
Saturday, December 25, 2010. Like seven inches from the midday sun. Well, I hear you whispering the words that melt everyone. But you stay so cool. My muñequita, my Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa. The step in my groove. I would give my world to lift you up. I could change my life. To better suit your mood.