13 Search Results for "growing"
April 11, 2004
at which nearly eight years amounts to...growing is growing.
September 17, 2009
your stock is growing.
November 25, 2011
Heart, growing.
December 23, 2004
i can feel i'm growing old, not with my muscles and bones, but with my heart as the scenery changes.
January 25, 2006
hold on i'll be back, i have to finish growing up.
the drive, the leadership, and now the knowledge.
March 8, 2009
cuz you write it so good baby.
chipmunk tails growing from my elbows.
perhaps the least amount of effort i've ever seen.
May 26, 2002
growing children and fading memories, a little more to life, and a lot more to live, by the time i'm old several things will change, but as for now it's all going swell.
April 16, 2010
Richard Branson, here I come.
I'll worry about sleep another day.
Conquering, solving, learning, expanding, and growing my stock.
July 17, 2004
hazards of procrastination, i'll handle that topic later.
throughout time i become, become, become. through and through this golden road. i will never be done. the sum is not too large and never will be, only growing, with the eyes one will see. time is young and bodies are old, life's the perfect balance of fragile and strong.
November 24, 2002
magical illuminations. serendipity breaking through the ice, the snow, out of the transpiring skies. melting moments, growing moments, frost me over with the warmth of beauty. massage me. travesty is no match for nature's beauty.
April 4, 2003
elders need to be respected. elders are great tools for us. people do not take time to understand the needs of elders. what it takes to be an elder. what it is to be old. old is knowledge. old is experience. old is feared by most people. why aren't people encouraged by growing older. more opportunities for us. more capabilities. more chances to make a difference in the world. no need to be lonely.
April 3, 2002
growing up in a capitalistic nation is not a good thing. we are raised to compete. we are wrong in our decisions, and not only this country. we must NOT be in competition with other countries. our competition is not to be #1 between countries. our opponent is survival. we are all a team, each nation together. without it, our survival rate plummets.
July 31, 2003
i'm left here, just body, mind, and heart. my soul and spirit have been torn out of me. so the rest, body, heart, and mind are merely left to suffer. perhaps my soul is already in God's hands. and when i sleep i'll dream of it and be at home. this summer everything has been falling down on me. I feel like i'm in the basement of a building that's about to collapse. nobody knows i'm there. i'm trapped. everyone is on the outside watching it come down piece after piece. little do they know is that there's a living being trapped at the bottom. and then this most unfortunate accident. the building crashes down. at some point the building had to come down. i'm buried. soon everyone will be walking away. days later they will come clean the mess. they will come across my dead body. they will now be in shock, in sorrow. this is what it takes. i was telling and screaming for help but nobody was listening. or, perhaps they will never come across my dead body. they will all go on in their lives. they will forget about the life that was once known as bugsy. they will never know the passion and love i had. i'll be a forgotten soul. out of God's beauty and love someday when my lover is old and frail...wrinkles, white hair, slow, fragile...she will be walking to the old stomping grounds, there will be this large red rose growing in the center of it. that was the soul everyone forgot about. the one who died. maybe then through God's grace that will be a chance that i'm remembered. so here i am today. trapped. will anyone hear my voice? will anyone step close to me? will anyone?
i'm in a gas chamber dying. will anyone come turn off the gas? will anyone go out of their way? i cannot turn off the gas, but there is a gun in the room. the pain and suffering will only increase. how long can i wait for someont to hear me? how much longer can i bare these pains. there's the gun, it could be over like that. i refuse to use it. i will suffer until my death. painfully weaping for someone to turn off that gas...or else...i will die. is anyone there? does anyone see my suffering.? anyone?
i'm in a concealed room and the water is rising. ...anyone?
push him out of the circle. he is worthless. let him wither away and die. let him suffer. we don't care about him. we don't care about his love. we don't care about his life. don't let him in. we hear you. but we don't care. the sooner you're gone the better.
