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Space Between Us | Monk's Catacomb
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Lets Move The Pen to Greatness. I Used To Love Her. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Those ...
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Remembers The Day | Monk's Catacomb
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Lets Move The Pen to Greatness. I Used To Love Her. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. Remembers the day you walked into my life. All this I remember, but one thing I can’t remember is your name. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. RT @ da kabz.
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Love | Monk's Catacomb
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Lets Move The Pen to Greatness. I Used To Love Her. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. People say you only fall in love once, but when I hear your voice I fall in love all over again. I want you like the roses want the rain. I need you like the poem needs the pain. I would give you anything, my blood, my life, to have you! I saw angels in the sky. I saw snow fall in july. I saw things you only imagine to see or do, but I still haven’t seen anything sweeter than you! And I know this sounds so far-fetched and...
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Mantis | Monk's Catacomb
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Lets Move The Pen to Greatness. I Used To Love Her. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. My first attempt at writing a full ‘poem’ written back in ’99. I’m in love with the beauty and power of the mantis. Its movement is indicative of me. It moves silently but yet dangerously. Silence that predicts death. Death that predicts silence. A never-ending cycle that represents growth. Its movement stalks your imagination. Imaginations fuelled by the stalking mantis. It holds power that no other insect holds. You are...
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I Used To Love Her | Monk's Catacomb
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Lets Move The Pen to Greatness. I Used To Love Her. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. I Used To Love Her. I cannot escape the way my eyes trace the essence of your being. Though the dream has ended, its unusual for this kind of naive reminiscing. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Find us on Google.
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Quotes | Monk's Catacomb
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Lets Move The Pen to Greatness. I Used To Love Her. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. To achieve victory we must mass our forces at the hub of all power and movement. The enemy’s center of gravity . – Von Clausewitz. Money is usually attracted not pursued. Chase the vision, not the money, the money will end up following you. A gentleman never asks and a lady never tells. I came alive, I could fly. Take more risk, move faster, be more open and have more dialogue inside of the company. Of all forms of cautio...
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My Cooking Should Be My Loving | Monk's Catacomb
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Lets Move The Pen to Greatness. I Used To Love Her. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. I must understand that at the end of the day it all comes down to my cooking. I realize that the way to a womens stomach is through the stomach, and also on the same level it is to a man’s stomach. We have progressed to a generation of people taking care of themselves, nowadays women are taking care of themselves, and who are we to discourage them? A man who cannot cook is not a man at all.
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Pain | Monk's Catacomb
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Lets Move The Pen to Greatness. I Used To Love Her. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. Though the dream has ended, its unusual for this kind of naive reminiscing. I cannot fall for you again for I fear I might not be able to rise again. You left me weak in the knees and you severed my Achilles heel. It’s hard to maintain what my pen is illustrating. The pain of the strain has almost torn me apart. 8220;You look pretty today” Was I ugly yesterday? Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. You are ...
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Brothers Keeper | Monk's Catacomb
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Lets Move The Pen to Greatness. I Used To Love Her. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. Am I my brothers keeper? Life is full of lessons and the is the lesson of life. Recently I found something out that changed my perspective of life and of family. What you think you know isn’t always what is the truth. Though I’m smiling with her, she still taught me some life lessons. Nothing you know is ever certain…. I grew up knowing you as a brother, I will always regard you as my brother. I missed your wedding, n...
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Untitled | Monk's Catacomb
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Lets Move The Pen to Greatness. I Used To Love Her. My Cooking Should Be My Loving. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Those ...