| Her Bar "She Said" read at, poem. I love that place. Straight down colfax (denver), past the capital. Wednesday @ 9:00pm. Best slam in denver! I'm proud to be called a She Said poet. |


Save The HeroBetween being leaned on, counted on. I have to say, I after it all, I'm not that stong. Who's going to save the hero? I provide the wet shoulders, Knocking off the boulders... I guess I'm everyones soldier, But I'm fighting all alone, And still waiting for mine. Trust me I've tried to wait. Let it flourish with time, But my back's been stabbed, and I'm bleeding out...no, crying out. I need someone to help me. Save me from myself.Save The Hero
Taken everything like a tropper. I can't wait on a saviour, I'm a survivor, intellectually higher. Even her
| Take a step inside, you will not believe your eyes. Get blinded by the lights, sights and frights. Take a peek at my gallery, a glimpse of my soul. Take a step inside, into the unknown, believe in the lies...just remember it's all in your mind. |
| I'm an artist so deeply in my soul, I love to create anything. I sing opera and blues. Think male c. aguilera. I love to dance. I dance hip-hop, belly, ballet, lyrical, tap, jazz, african, Tango, Ballroom, Thai and gymnastics. I write Poetry and songs. I love anything having to do with language. I draw in pencil, paint, Oil paints, Acrylic paints, chinese ink and any many more. I also LOVE to cook and have a true talent and passion for it. I cook mostly veggitarian food, italian and asian mostly. As for the id... I fucking love ganja dude. I'm not an addict, more an enjoyer of it's medical bennifits. I am studying chinese herbs in college and I plan to travel to china and study it more some day. |
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so this is the sound of forty hearts pounding along to music blasting through the room.
gallary | my page
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It is forbidden to kill; therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.--Voltaire
"My mom doesn't hate you, she just hates everything you stand for" --My friend, Mike
Love ya lots boy!
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so this is the sound of forty hearts pounding along to music blasting through the room.
gallary | my page
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so this is the sound of forty hearts pounding along to music blasting through the room.
gallary | my page
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so this is the sound of forty hearts pounding along to music blasting through the room.
gallary | my page
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