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Name: DevIn O'Neal
Country: United States
State: Arkansas
Metro: Conway
Birthday: 10/2/1900
Gender: Male
Interests: Living out a life for God, useing the things He gave me to Worship and Praise Him....and then ya got Guitar and Girls
Expertise: Poems, Sword Fighting, Playing Guitar, Being an all around AWESOME Guy.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Art
Message: message me
AIM:  KiddSlick88
Member Since:
1/31/2006
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| Life is Like a tree..
Well I ain't seen Mount Rushmore,
But I'd really love to go,
Now that I am out here on my own.
I bought a pack of Camels,
But I've never really smoked,
and headed south to play in New Orleans.
And I don't need your money,
And I sure don't want your wife,
cause I just got myself a new guitar.
And Ive been out here searching for a meaning to my life,
I haven't found what I've been searching for.
Chorus:
And you can hear the Choir singing "Holy Holy"
Down by the old river bend,
And you can hear the Preacher crying "It's so lovely!"
As we watch the children do their favorite dance.
I saw you up in 'Bama with those sandals on your feet,
But I ain't seen your face since we were kids.
I bought a dozen roses and I laid them in your seat,
and left the room with question on my lips.
And you can hear the Choir singing "Holy Holy"
Down by the old river bend,
And you can hear the Preacher crying "it's so lovely!"
As we watch the children do their favorite dance.
I ain't but a poor man, with no family to love,
That is what has kept me sane i think.
I've spent years just searching for a meaning from above,
When all the answers stood in front of me.
And you can hear the Choir singing "Holy Holy"
Down by the old river bend,
And you can hear the Preacher crying "it's so lovely!"
As we watch the children do their favorite dance...
As we watch the children do their favorite dance.
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| I miss..
I miss old friends, I miss my father, I miss days when I didn't have a clue about drugs or what they did to people you loved, I miss mission trips, I miss long summer nights, I miss Tracy and Marianne, I miss the wonder of being a child, I miss Christmas with the whole family, I miss the times with my Memaw when she still had the strength to walk and not shake uncontrollably, I miss the Pettus family (Aunt Jean the most), I miss Sunday mornings at Christ Church, I miss Ms. Barb and Sarah and Jamie and their tall hairless father, I miss the Penny Pincher, I miss a lot of my life..
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| well hello there it's nice to see you again said the blind man.. well my friends, it's been a long last few months..and they have hurt and not been fun and or easy. but God didn't make me to linger on the things of the past, He made me for much greater things. As of last week, I am now part of the worship team for Real Life Student Ministries at New Life Church, it is a great thing to be able to lead more then 300 teenage people in worship before our awesome God, He has made me humble, He has let me fall to look back and be wise for future tests and trails, He has given me a heart for all things in Him, and He has let me know that He is the only Father I will ever need... For God SO LOVED the Earth..that He watched His only.. Son die, nailed to a cross, beaten and bloody, a fool in the eyes of those that stood and spat at the foot of that wooden symbol of death, shame and hatred..If ever tears could fall from the eyes of God, then surly the heavens flooded that day..and for what?...You and I. that is true love. | | |
| R~'n~R
(regrets in rhyme)
VERSE-1
The bow it may break and then it will fall
and with it will go the cradle and all,
but the bow would have never begun to sway
if the wind had never come it's way.
Don't let the rain come and wash you down
'cause it won't do no good for you to lay there and drown.
Don't let it storm down and ruin your fun
'cause all you need is a little bit of sun.
CHORUS:
and all the kings horses and all the kings men
they just wouldn't understand if you fell down again,
so stand-up on your wall made of Christ, stand tall, be truthful and free,
and if you don't hear one blessed word I'm sayin' hear this, don't be like me.
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| School is soo..........long...gahh it's a bummer and a drag to sit in a desk (not AT a desk IN...a desk) for the first 7 hours of my day, I mean what a waste of time and lack of imagination, I tell you the truth, I have learned not one thing this whole year, except that I don't like public school.
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