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[] Addicted to the Roads []

By asaihati

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[] Addicted to the Roads [] > No fear entered my heart yet, Science the time I was born, One thing I'm sure of When hardship comes I forget my heart Play blinded and deaf When I reach here It did not come with the wends like the dust, or the could, or a drops of tears It is a long gurney, I call it my life settlement It is my  home I love it more then any home It's covers all, your castle, stones, and roads , Working hard is the best and its my fun, I ant looking for luxury of life. I ant looking for hands to pray I ant looking for spot to hide. My home always accepts me, and you can see It's where you, and all, point towards it when times brings The Great God near your soul, faith healing, love , Ask your self, does any one denies my home??? Feeling peace, faith, honesty, glowing lights and all the goodness, that you seen or did not see God knows it more then me and you, Watch your self from your head, till your hollow of the sole it includes a tiny universe witch have the same system of the universe pick us up from the darkness to your eyes light, and soul, I tried reading hands, but I did not see you there, When I tried reading your eyes, I found road to the sorrow. A glowing raze between your eyebrows. When it gets hot Writes with lipstick the hidden lines of your history, future's thoughts, and misters Revolute some time, bloods flow in your eyes, Start droving the voluble tears, Where ever you hide, I still can see you Flowing the sunrise and set I see you, from your wonderful Parallel mixtures or paints, and adjusted words, a picture of the white angle shades comes always on the other direction, but never stops the light's beams By your truly pure drawings of me I sow you, And I knew you I see my face in the mirror, of your paints It was not a mirror, it was, Your pure soul, looking like the crystal. Reflecting your face in me and me in yours Now and every time, I wont lose my way to your eyes I only see one way So I flow the lights of your eyes Till I became addicted to your roads ----------------------------------------------------} -------------------------------} -------------------} Sun of Sa -------- Written January 2nd, 2002 © on Jan 01 2002 05:38 PM PST, ِِAli M.AlSaihati   0 • 8

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