Faded Darkness


Faded by darkness night after day going to darkness fading away blinded by sight  mar and mar today is trembling the night away faded by darkness night after day Going to darkness fading away lost in the silence that stumbles my pathway shadows all  amongst saying whispers with the wind blowing silence by silence bringingContinue reading “Faded Darkness”

Love Is Gone


Love is gone Dreams vanished never real Hearts ripped apart at the seams My soul empty more pain once again Fifteen years amongst the drains A Love lost and blown away with the wind of unknown fates Only God can heal this wound that has been made Shattered spirits, shattered hearts, dreams fallen and driftedContinue reading “Love Is Gone”

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Stay http://www.smule.com/p/236980628_89144678?utm_source=email&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=share Part Of This Wolrd http://www.smule.com/p/271687086_88889343?utm_source=email&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=share I Won’t Give Up http://www.smule.com/p/244035180_85153027?utm_source=email&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=share In Minds Eye I lost My Mind http://www.smule.com/p/232145485_55224540?utm_source=email&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=share by Jennifer Palmer AKA HevnSwtAngel

I Have Never Been…


I have never been miss congeiniality, miss popularity, not even prom queen. I have been in pagent’s, plays,battle of the bands and commuinty theaters, but never popular in any means. Miss popularity, the singer, and miss USA have always been just that…dreams You may look at my friends list and say “WOW, LOOK AT HER” She’sContinue reading “I Have Never Been…”

Broken And Forgotten Tears


Given time it’s said it may return and all will be fine in my heart I try to feel, see and believe though I just don’t foresee it coming back to me I fear this may be too real for someone to one day know you inside and out and all the way around yetContinue reading “Broken And Forgotten Tears”

Thank You My Faithful Readers


Twenty-fourteen left in the dust readers still reading throughout all my many years of these posts. Twenty-fifteen still a journey being born The man I love becoming fourteen years of whispers in the wind possibly becoming two more broken hearts history once again repeating itself yet throughout all these posts I’ve seen rays of lightsContinue reading “Thank You My Faithful Readers”