61 Year Old
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Male
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From LaSalle, IL·
Joined on January 20, 2007
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Born on August 23rd
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61 Year Old
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Male
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From LaSalle, IL·
Joined on January 20, 2007
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Born on August 23rd
·1 referrals joined!
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"PLEASE LISTEN TO MY MUSIC! AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK" Singer,songwriter,musician with home style studio. bluesy folk with comedy edge. capable of manufacturing just about any thing musical. clips,jingles,beats,loops,commercials,poetry set to music! Just having fun. Click on link below for more music!
PRETTY BUTTERFLY You have colors found in the rainbow. Red, green, yellow, blue, orange, violet Brilliant patterns throughout your wings that have shades of angelic colors. Who once had legs to crawl turning into a cocoon, Finally sprouting wings to fly. Spread those wings and fly. Pretty butterfly, keep your shades Mother nature has made you that way. Go and meet your fellow winged creatures Many of whom areof different shades. Pretty butterfly, fly high above the flowers Now you can see that you have grown wings, So shall you fly. Pretty butterfly soar above the earth Until you have found your rightful path.
Hope everythings ok, sure do miss yaPlease have an awesome week hun :))Huggies, Debbie
Friends Without Faces We sit and we type and we stare at our screens, We can't help but wonder what all of this means. With mouse in hand ...we roam through this maze, On an infinite search...lost in a daze. We chat with each other, we type all our woes At times we'll band together to gang up on our foes. We wait for somebody, to type out our name We want recognition, but it is always the same. Soon friendships are formed - but - why we don't know, But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow. We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes we'll flirt, In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt. Why is it on screen, we are so easily bold, Telling our secrets, that have never been told. The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell, We all have our problems, and need someone to tell. We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must So we turn to our 'puters ...and to those we can trust. Even though it sounds crazy...the truth still remains, Most of my"friends" have no faces...and odd little names.
~~~~ Good Morning Hun ~~~~
Thanks 4 stopping by &Have an awesome Thursday :))Huggies, Your friend, Debbie :))
Dark ballerina not quite sureYou shadow dance in opal's flameEyes dry you've cried yourself into a desert again.
You fear the shining flameNearly as much as you crave itLet it pierce your skin crackle hotCauterize those wounds, dancer.
Prima donna without the heartyou will go on dancing without lightThe music will not stop just becauseyou do. And who would care?
Dance ballerina pirouette awayYou love the music and the music loves youBut this pax deux will be a pax oneFor you dance in the shadow's of the opal's flame
Good Afternoon Hun Thanks 4 your friendship :))Please have a great day Huggies, Debbie
Dark ballerina not quite sureYou shadow dance in opal's flameEyes dry you've cried yourself into a desert again.
Sexy & Romantic glitter graphics from S e x i l u v . c o m