I saw this and had to change this around cause i rode my own bike, and it not just for a back rider,I feel it came out really Good and more connected cause lovers ride together and also want that closeness on a ride ..
Harley Girl
I am a Harley Girl born to ride the freedom I feel as I am by your side.That open road is yours and mine as I ride along your side baby.
I am your Harley Girl for all times.
There is also no shame to sit behind you because you have been the man of my dreams for a long time....
No one will know the places we have been and all of the happiness that comes from within.
I will ride in the sun or even the rain for I am your Harley Girl and I know I am insane.
When we decide to just get up and go for a Ride, or When I get on the back of your bike it sends my mind into a flight.
The love of the road is burning inside the freedom I want the joy of the ride,
but best of all I will stay true for I am your Harley Girl born to be with you...
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Friend and lover
Friend and lover
A woman has to make a man feel real good about himself,
So when he walks in the room he feels all eyes are on him when he walks feeling he walks with pride, because a Woman has his backbone for which he walks his path.
For when he is down ,she is there for him to raise him Higher as she opens his soul as for she is the only one that can read threw his Eyes.
She listens, She Cares, For she is Loyal to this Man. This woman is his friend, Lover...
A woman has to make a man feel real good about himself,
So when he walks in the room he feels all eyes are on him when he walks feeling he walks with pride, because a Woman has his backbone for which he walks his path.
For when he is down ,she is there for him to raise him Higher as she opens his soul as for she is the only one that can read threw his Eyes.
She listens, She Cares, For she is Loyal to this Man. This woman is his friend, Lover...
Dear Knife,
This was written by someone feeling a great deal of pain in their lives and I wanted to share it cause I know alot of us are going threw hard times today..
Dear Knife,
A babbling brook red and warm
From lies, hate, and betrayal thick and strong
Trickling down my arm
A dirty little secret they call self harm
Dear Knife,
Long black sleeves
To cover my pain
To hide my shame
To cover my grief
And hide my relief
That’s what you did for me
Dear Knife,
I thought you were my friend
Oh how I was wrong
You ruined my life
With a body covered in scars
You beg me to use you
But I now I’m done
Done with the hurting…and disappointing
Done with a dirty little secret they call self harm
But oh beloved knife, I know I bide you gone
I still always think of you
Through the dark rainy nights all so long
I guess I’ll always love you even though you did me wrong
You evil damned little thing…I use to know as self harm.
Dear Knife,
A babbling brook red and warm
From lies, hate, and betrayal thick and strong
Trickling down my arm
A dirty little secret they call self harm
Dear Knife,
Long black sleeves
To cover my pain
To hide my shame
To cover my grief
And hide my relief
That’s what you did for me
Dear Knife,
I thought you were my friend
Oh how I was wrong
You ruined my life
With a body covered in scars
You beg me to use you
But I now I’m done
Done with the hurting…and disappointing
Done with a dirty little secret they call self harm
But oh beloved knife, I know I bide you gone
I still always think of you
Through the dark rainy nights all so long
I guess I’ll always love you even though you did me wrong
You evil damned little thing…I use to know as self harm.
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