Treasure Island

Ronnie Williams

(Sept 26 / New Jeresy)

Moment of Life


The mind is a machine that keep me going motivated to be the best.

Only person I see in this world that is holding me back is the individual that has the same attire as me staring back at me in life mirror.

It's ok because I equip my soul with the ambition gun and the sword of determination.

I didn't grew up rough just minor bruises and bumps but survived the world so far.

The door knob that open up door of success is only giving one moment of life.

The window of opportunity is usually close when not prop up for the wind of blessings to flow.

Kodak thoughts can't capture the moment of life, if our mental pixels aren't sharp.

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Submitted: Monday, April 04, 2011
Edited: Monday, April 04, 2011

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