His Soul
I walk through the woods10 million things running through my mind
The hting is im not alone
i feel his soul guiding me
protecting me
Telling me i dont have to face the world alone
His soul is with me forever
His Soul
I walk through the woodsTo have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
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Transform me? | 0 | 01/21/2010 |
Running | 0 | 01/21/2010 |
Stare | 0 | 01/21/2010 |
Oh so Hard | 0 | 01/21/2010 |
Beautiful Mask | 0 | 01/21/2010 |
His Soul | 0 | 01/21/2010 |
She Has No Name | 0 | 01/21/2010 |
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