|  Going Through the Flame -
05-15-2008, 11:38 PM
There was a day and a time, that my world was just me.
The endless seek for pleasure. A pleasure, just for me.
I thought not of my wife, not of my child
I thought less of my life, and less of my world.
I sought my selfish highs, I shared my nasty lows
I polluted my mind
‘till I could consume no more
I chose to start a new
No more pictures
No more filth
Just No more
My heart now beats with peace
I share my world, I share my love
I am a man with a cause
A new heart
A new love
A new name
I have gone ‘Through the flame’.
by FoolishMind
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Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. Martin Luther King Jr My Journey started here My Journal: The Truth is Painful, But Required
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