U r e Air that I breathe,
E reason why I live,
My inspiration and my joy.
The world has given me pain.....
disappointment and frustration.......
And thrown into a scrap pile themed "damnation"
You picked me up and I became your personal toy,
One that will never leave you.
You become my world.....
You moulded me ..... shaped my form......
Gave me the courage to pick up the spear once again.....
To hunt and gather...for the little phoenixes in the nest......
Cos u deserve the very best.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
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