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Name: Kriss
Country: United States
State: Colorado
Metro: Denver
Birthday: 2/22/1985
Gender: Female


Interests: Jesus, Muzik, Poetry, language, Ethnic Boyz, kickin it, Bailando baby, bookz, Spain, moviez, TUPAC, starbucks, downtown anywhere, chipotle, b-ball, Mexico, chocolate brothaz, ALICIA, Hershey's cookies and cream, road trips, and all my homiez back in D-town.
Expertise: People. I am down to talk to whoever,whenever. I love learnin' about people's lives and their backgrounds and just being educated.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Nonprofit


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AIM: ghettopoeht55


Member Since: 9/26/2004

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Sunday, December 16, 2007

Currently Listening
One Wish: The Holiday Album
By Whitney Houston
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Do it again...

2 posts in one week... somebody make a note.

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Thursday, December 13, 2007

GO TO THE NEW XANGA...

NEW POST... Check it out... just do it...

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Monday, November 26, 2007

Currently Reading
To Own a Dragon: Reflections On Growing Up Without A Father
By Donald Miller, John MacMurray
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NEW XANGA

What up ya'll-

 Okay...so for anyone who still reads my updates, I am starting a new xanga that I will actually use. I figured it would be a good way to keep people updated on my life and ministry in Chicago and a challenge to chronicle my thoughts and heart regularly. I am going to try and update once a week so if you wanna stay up with me.. click the link below and subscribe to my new blog. Hope ya'll are doin' well and stayin' blessed... Much

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Monday, September 03, 2007

Lost...

Or afraid 2 be found...

"To live remains an art which everyone must learn, and which no one can teach. " ~Havelock Ellis

lotz on the mind....let u know when it'z processed


Thursday, August 30, 2007

Currently Listening
My December
By Kelly Clarkson
SOBER
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A Clasik...

I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
 
 The free bird leaps
on the back of the win
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and is tune is heard
on the distant hillfor the caged bird
sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze
an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

Maya Angelou



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