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Why Jehovas Witnesses Suck kwa Highway Creature

Ever get pissed off at Jehovas Witnesses inaonyesha up at your door at 9:00 am in the morning handing wewe lame pamphlets and asking wewe if they can come inside to preach to wewe - even though you've just been rudely awakened and have become extremely annoyed kwa their presence? Yeah, me too. In fact, I know a lot of people that feel this way, and because we may have something we can relate to here, I've decided to write this artical examining jehovas witnesses, their beliefs, and their idea of going around early in the morning knocking from door to door...

I upendo you.
My world.
My everything.
My best freind.
My love.
My handsome.
You came in to my life.
Making me glow.
Making me smile.
Making me tingle in places.
you are everything that I have ever asked for.
You make my world shine brighter.
With just your smile.
Your laugh.
That was wewe say.
I upendo you.


Your so important to me.
You are the person I wish to spend the rest of my life.
I will always be here for you.
To talk to you.
To understand you.
To upendo you.
To be there if wewe need me.
To be kwa your side.
Threw the good and the bad.
To stand strong with you.


I feel like its been forever sence we talked.
I miss you...

I wrote this song about a mwezi back for someone very special to me.

Just kinda showin' off my hopeless romantic side here.

Mikki
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Please share me your heart
We will beat as one and we'll never break apart
Together we are stronger than anyone
We make it together under our own sun

We carve this world from soul and bone
Our upendo has a mind of its own
I've never felt a connection so true
I'll give wewe my life just to be with you

I want to be your man
Take wewe to the edges of the world if I can
Holding on inside on our very last breath
Together we defy the laws of death
Together we are gods and beside the...

She walks to school with a lunch she packed.
No bodies knows what shes holding back.
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday.
She hides the bruises with linning and lace.


The teacher wanders.
But she doesnt ask.
Hard to see the pain behind the mask.
Bareing the burden of a secret storm.
Sometimes she wishes she was never born.

Threw the wind and the rain.
She stand hard as a stone.
In a world.
That she cant rise above.
But her dreams give her wings.
So she flys to a pllace.
Where shes loved.
Concrete angel.

Somebody cries in the middle of the night.
The niebhors hear but they turn out the lights.
A fragel soul...

I have made this club for a few reasons one reason is that other club was so full of sadness and sorrow for my past altho decent poems and stuff where cool and whatever and I upendo all the cool stuff my freinds and loved ones put on my one club but this new club is for happy things and full of upendo I want it to shine and be vibrent.


I want this club filled happy memories and love,pictures of wonderous stuff,vidoes of happy songs and ppl talking makala of filled with upendo and wonder.Laughter and imba suprise me with stuff never have to ask to add au post something if ur my freind then this...