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The Quiet Storm

The eve before the black out, I sat out in the all black 1968 Lincoln continental waiting for her ass to give me the signal. “Had the job been done?” I thought to myself. The night’s atmosphere was loud and busy lots of small things going on dogs barking sirens everywhere. As I rolled my blunt with the best purple haze my heart fell cold I immediately knew the job was done. The light from my lighter lit the whole car in the darkness. I took one long pull and felt my conscience disappear the dark smoke cloud began to seep out the crack in the window of the car. I look down at the time on my old army watch 0500 it stood still. She slowly paced he long slender legs back to my car.
Its done daddy she said with a confidence that couldn’t be replaced. “Good” I replied as I reached in the glove box and got the brown paper-bag out. “Here for being a good girl”, “thank you daddy,” she replied. As her tall fine ass walked away I watched her ass bounce a little with every step. As she faded into the darkness I got out of the car of course I had to make sure the job was done I don’t trust no one I learned that from my five years in federal. As I walked up to the shit whole of a living arrangement I realized my heart normally full of revenge is empty. The sense of clarity was there. The raggedy door nearly fell of the hinges as I pulled it. The stench of piss and old garbage blew passed my face as I walked through the hallway. The numbers on the door 603 had a rust shadow behind them. The door was slightly opened so no forced entry or key was needed as I pushed the door closed I realized that the outside of the complex says nothing to how the residents are living with in the confines of their homes. The hardwood floors made my walk sort of loud considering I did have on a new freshly shined pair of dull tipped Stacey Adam boots. My surgical gloves fit perfectly no rubber residue, no fingerprints.

HER

i know i met my prototype... but could this be the love of my life... we size up perfectly... i have an idea of what she thinks of me but... "i dont wanna to be cheesy" but damn isn't she lovely, isn't she pretty...doesnt she want me...hopefully...

Ok well.. so do you and your halo may wanna come closer... cause as im writing this blog not a flaw comes to mind and THAT never happens.... especially with my mind... as the thoughts roll through my head and Kemistry's Love calls comes on in my mental radio station and it says there's no where to hide when love calls... take me away with your kiss... to many words have been spoken... and there are things that will never be broken... i see the way she looks at me as if to say it's arrived... somethings happening me the man i am wants her to walk with me to heaven... when we hugged i felt her heart beat... thump thump tha thump tha tha thump tha tha tha tha that thump was me knock at the door of her heart and when she lets me in i will dead lock the valve and not come out... close your eyes open your heart and let love come inside... i see why I... made that drive.

Just my thoughts

Hey today's blog is just a collection of thoughts... i have a lot on my mind and i just want to vent and or release a little today.... OK first off i would like to thank all who read my blogs regularly... i would also like to encourage you to tell a friend to read my blogs i just like feed back and communication. Ok on another note i have been watching a lot of reality TV i think i have the most DVR'd TV on the planet... I'm really hooked to a few shows the first being "for the love of Ray J" i think this show is weirdly good it just seems to me that even after all the other vh1 for the love shows he come with a different swag and and array of women... My next show of choice is for the love of money... of course any game show consisting of attractive people plotting and scheming on each other to win money is interesting.... the third show is The Mentalist it's a csi type show with a guy who is a master of people reading and that amazing trait helps him and his crew solve homicide cases. And lastly I'm hooked to American Idol this year i have been intrigued by the whole show usually it's a mixture of the confusedly talented people and the really talent this year i really like Danny Gokey and his best friend Jamar but Jamar got kicked off in the last week of Hollywood man was i sick .... anyway those are the shows i have been hooked to along with the tool academy but OK that's enough this is just my thoughts....