I never seem to understand the power of my sincere ways, or my words that weaken my heart and mind causing them to change. It's probably a mere fact, or how I react, when someone who I love is in pain, my heart breaks. I don't think much of myself; for I am modest, speak my mind in many ways, although many don't like it. I see it as being honest. Take the time to know me, and even longer to understand me, because I speak my worlds of wisdom so dramatically. I am just, just a fraction of my imagination and lack the time of realization. I’m not an average man, for my life is not a simple dedication, to the earthly ways of living, fact is, that I will soon be dying, but my life must continue. Only to the ways of love, and to the living soul of happiness, the sensation it gives me, make me feel free to live the life of forgiveness. Yet I quench, just this and only this, a heart at peace and a world at war together forever in a lover's bliss... http://www.wbshopandbuy.com/