the scent

have you ever sat down minding your own bisness when a strong sent came and filled your noes so strong and full of memory . to bask in it for a w i l e to be sudced in to flavor of a sweet gentle kiss the love of a friend the is unexplanable and tempting at the same time i too am sorry for many reasons to many to list i will just say sorry but there is hope.let us search our souls our hearts to find a solution to our problems as a hole joint unite togeather as one but not limited to one single act of humanity let us take the human factor out lets be devine about our life and let time work through.As i wright this i smell the sent like insecense but an oil it makes me smile its giving my day a purpose where it seems like it has none it brings a smile to a somewhat gloomy day.well till the next time hope you like sorry its not more

feelings

to the concirn of mental limitations but i see the many down falls of life and justice prevails but intersense but sinacil breaths stopping. the great life wheel spinning downword like a feeling of complacient seen in a rich playing feel. death is a funny thing you see into the darkness and depth and flushed away of the depth but anywho thats all for right now i don't know what happens with a flash of dark rage and a ax falling down on a deep dark goodbye