ponder of exsistence, by Luke Subscribe to rss feed for Luke

life is what it is an what we make it
lives cross paths other seek to take it
death is a welcome to those who can't make it
theres no secret to life you'll never solve it
try and you'll realise the secret to life is 
being your self, easier said then done
three words..  time love an fun

the chance is there to have all three
take the chance and live to be free



Copy right luke.
Posted: 2007-10-27 12:16:55 UTC

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2006-10-06 01:31:40miss
i love it.