Them verses. I spit them verses because the songs on the radio have too many curses. God can’t hear your voice, your message it’s locked away in your man purse which is a bag of mixed messages.
Mi-Fi (Can We Try Again remix)
Posted by Todd Alexander at 12/04/2009 12:52:00 PM 0 commentsI’ve been calling you all of my days long, searching through the 66 books of this phone for years. Oh the conversations we had, long, short, some without saying a mumbling word, but the sounds of my heart resonated across the lines of communication.
John 15
Posted by Todd Alexander at 12/04/2009 12:44:00 PM 0 commentsCommon?
Posted by Todd Alexander at 12/03/2009 09:34:00 AM 0 comments In my deep sleep I am deep in thought awaking to a shallowness of crushing questions that bounded my sleep. Was there something that didn’t go my way? I don’t want to be like everyone else in these days!
The Root Of It All
Posted by Todd Alexander at 12/02/2009 08:19:00 AM 0 comments
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