Tomorrow's never Promised

I have no excuses, I accept everything that I am prepared for now. Built by the blood, cold sweat and tears I rise to this occasion, this occasion of life, with one goal in sight, if this be my last night, I pray to God I live it right. And these words I write, so much grammatical errors, story of my life, I can't tell it no better, flaws floors' my imperfections, cold tiles seeps beneath my broken feet, carrying a load that wasn't meant for me. Maya Angelou I am Leonardo, a new high breed black mother lover, cops probably labels me a black mother f*cker, excuse my English, the French fries compliments this horrible tasting British fish, I can't be your mate I am not Gay, and if we were on a boat I would probably be your slave so please don't call me mate...Hold up! it's time I behave...*stops writing*....


New Post coming tomorrow for Letsinc.org, you guys stay tune, I will be talking about my fast experiences which is very insightful.

Be Bless, Be Inspired, One Love

Leo


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