Tuesday, May 9, 2006

Anaemia Symptoms More Condition_treatment bird

to such blatant])
good I leave you with another depressing work of mine done, of course, the downturn


Poor bird unable to fly their wings Tied

Sealed in their small house bars

Can she ever how big is the world?

Poor little bird that forgot to sing

Just follow your instincts

Much flapping will not open his cage

Although nobody cry with your soul look

Poor hear bird care in cotton

that knows no pain For

has not felt the happiness

raises his little beak in search of compassion

But only receive Birthday

hypocrites solids

Would a caged bird longs something else? And so shall

Until the master set him free from his chains

Or until that

whose name many fail to maintain the decorum

The claim on your breast


Sunday, May 7, 2006

Rotator Cuff More Condition_symptoms black angel (12/23/1905)

LXC
As this knife

skews my life ... Just go to

Friday, May 5, 2006

Sailboat Parts Canada Night (05/12/1928)

this is my time of deep depression (as I write with a little more easily)


Crimson Red Beaten by her, the proud, the relentless

Spilled the firmament

my blood What

lips almost think I can be happy with his subtle touch.

And as the sun sets shot where the eye can see my beloved

That covers everything

uncertainty Throwing flashes of dim light shooting

And under it when everything seems to fit

When my tears appear in the solitude of his presence

But Ah! How sweet agoned the feeling at the mercy

Wrapped and haunted by their celestial guardians

silvery For this great treasure that is represented with

And that its cutting small stars

If I look up I can imagine her

With a mischievous smile dancing around in his lips shaped

always beautiful always elegant

And she is my mother because I was born to be his daughter

And as a mother teaches hard lessons

Misunderstanding, anxiety, loneliness

are words whose meaning makes sense

taught me to cry

with facts and truths, truths that

vece

Akiho Yoshizawa Female Teacher Hunting Slave (11/25/1905)

oner

It shows me that my love me

And sad

See other

Those whose lives intersect with mine or not

are happy

And it seems that her master is always more pleasing

And some even believe

free Free from the shackles that bind me

I have a body I have no soul

And if I ever

no longer belongs to me

Wednesday, May 3, 2006

Diagrams For Wooden Swing Sets