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ian

offline 237 friends
joined on 01/12/04
last updated 05/29/08
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Mic Check

Location
about me
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without a strong rhyme to step to
Think of how many weak shows you slept through
Time's up, I'm sorry I kept you
Thinking of this, you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio, hand on the dial, soon
As you hear it,
Pump Up the Volume!
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Diamond Ass

::Exposed::
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Fashionista

...police n thieves fill the streets...
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Planet Rock: The Brotha Hood

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Speak the Truth

Unsu...
 
April 26, 2007
As Love flows up through me like a fountain
I stop to listen and breathe
And I know that the Truest Love
Is the simple recognition
that there has never been any seperation
between you and I

I am your beauty

I am all that I see and don't see in you

A mystery

Freedom has given me great joy
to become one with you
to meet in the eternal
and forever dance in the magic
of our being!

-Love you like wild fire racing for the hills
under the strong wind.


April 8, 2005
crane style
intelligence beamin behind black nail polish and a flare for the original
watch the movements like fast grass growin
note the entrances like diva docks and tugboat barges
open ya smile channel
relax yaself and be yaself and heal yaself
within the lovin embrace a dis cat
who's lookin for nothin but the evolution of everythang
and all the minutia in between
music crystals and soul rocks papa
do ya thing
March 30, 2005

You are a such a beautiful and empowered and sweet man with a gorgeous vibe. Your presence and glow and style fucking ROCK brothamon! It's been fantazmic hangin whichya on the play'n field...xoL
February 12, 2005
Fierce and peaceful warrior - you shine like the sun after a storm. Your energy can make the trees sing and the birds be still with wonder. Lucky, I, the mere mortal who gets to share your space and your warmth. Thanks for all the cuddles and conversations...for constantly picking my sunken soul off the floor and giving me wings to soar over my troubles and petty trials. You humble me with your peace and presence every day. All thanks to you: rock on, my RockStar!!

All love,
Caroline/Mama Biatch
January 11, 2005
If you get a chance to connect with this kid, take it, then send up a thankful prayer to whatever God you were assigned.

You'll know why in a minute.
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Wild Orchids: Femme Fetale

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