just spent 10 mins writing a poem, but wtf. i can;t do it.

had alot of things to blog about.. then i forgot.........


God reminded me of something though.

i've not failed, untill i stopped trying.


so here goes..

*** river of life.*
peace drifts upon the river bank,
the gentle deer drinks its fill.
within the grass holds many secreats,
among them a lion with a golden mane.
Its scent is covered by the grass ,
and it inches closer and closer.
danger, screams the senses of the deer.
but it is too late.
peace drifts upon the river bank,
the gentle deer drinks its fill.

its full of crap but i tried >.<

gota study now..