valiant09
"Existence of true life"
28 year old man
from
Fort Lauderdale,
Florida
Looking for woman for friendship
Last seen over a month ago
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About valiant09
Bless my heart with kindness, show me understanding in my times of darkness.
Impress my brain with wisdom, and allow me to turn a blind eye to my enemies. I feel confused with sin and my heart, aches with frustration. Do to me as you have done to others who asked for your guidance. I walk around in my darkness unable to see past a fog of blackness. I cannot feel the ground I walk upon. I cannot touch the walls that I walk past. Give me light for my shadow walks hand in hand with my soul, and my temptation dances upon my shoulders like a pestering child.
I am tortured by its hovering presence. It breathes down my back like a raging lion to its prey, and yet it disturbs me without a sound. This world has become bewildered, my good is my wrong and my rudeness is taken with smile of acceptance. My tongue has become a piercing sword with a swift swing. My words have become a menacing demon with a manipulative correction. I ask only to be humble.
As you all may see I'm a poet by heart. I'm also an artist, I draw, sculpt, paint and a little of photography. That poem has much more to it. It was like a mental prayer for me.
I dont ask much from women, just for your honesty.
Impress my brain with wisdom, and allow me to turn a blind eye to my enemies. I feel confused with sin and my heart, aches with frustration. Do to me as you have done to others who asked for your guidance. I walk around in my darkness unable to see past a fog of blackness. I cannot feel the ground I walk upon. I cannot touch the walls that I walk past. Give me light for my shadow walks hand in hand with my soul, and my temptation dances upon my shoulders like a pestering child.
I am tortured by its hovering presence. It breathes down my back like a raging lion to its prey, and yet it disturbs me without a sound. This world has become bewildered, my good is my wrong and my rudeness is taken with smile of acceptance. My tongue has become a piercing sword with a swift swing. My words have become a menacing demon with a manipulative correction. I ask only to be humble.
As you all may see I'm a poet by heart. I'm also an artist, I draw, sculpt, paint and a little of photography. That poem has much more to it. It was like a mental prayer for me.
I dont ask much from women, just for your honesty.
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