Tizzy Barion


Poem by Tizzy Barion

As i walk through the valley
of the shadow of death..
i take a look at my life and realize
there's not much left...

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  • dissatified exmember (2/22/2005 9:34:00 PM)

    Well Darlin. There is heaps left. Life has only just begun. Take what you have and make it great.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 22, 2005