Every move is lead with a tremble, and trailed with a drip drop of sweat. Carrying himself like the cool cat the crowd believes he is, he slaps hands with a fellow believer. Walking away in gratification. Mission never completed he burrows around like a groundhog, but always as slow as deer in head lights. Like TI said, "just live ya life". And love the whole way through.
God Bless you my friends.
Friday, March 13, 2009
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2 comments:
Heard you had a blog and decided to check it out. Good stuff.
It's your brotha, Jason.
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