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HERE YOU'LL FIND PICS, POEMS, ETC. THAT GENTE HAVE E-MAILED TO ME.

I drew this back for my girl that loves
them precious moments dolls, well, i
drew it but added a touch of me in the
drawing . . . . . drawing was done on
August 29, 1998, in Brownsville, TX,
by Sonny Valdez.. That's me . . .

Your kisses were the sweetest thing
But here we are
A thousand miles apart
But words keep us close
While the distance keeps us apart
Your on my mind and in my heart
The love we have is very strong
The promises we made
I'll never forget
But the crazy days have turned into months
And I always wonder, Why us?
I still remember the fun we had
If my dreams ever come true
You would be here by my side
I hope time will go by fast
So we can share our love again.

Written by: Jose M Salvatierra


*Gangster Prayer* Heavenly Father, please hear me tonight, I need so much guidance to live my live right. Sometimes the pressure is to hard to bare, I often wonder if anyone cares. How can I wake up and face a new day, knowing I have to live my life this crazy way. Heavenly Father, forgive all my sins, I want to change, but where do I begin? Give me the strenght to resist the wild life I desire, help me get away from the nightly gunfire. Please God, bless my family whose eyes plead for me not to go out as they all watch me leave. And God bless my mother who cries evey night, worrying that I'll be killed in yet another gang fight. Heavenly father, please answer my prayer, please let me know that you're listening up there. When will it end? What's it all for? To prove my homies "Yea I'm down... I'm hardcore." Sometimes I even wonder how I will die, by a bullet wound...or by a knife in my side. Heavenly Father, please hear me tonight, give me the strength and courage to live my live right, please show me the way, Lord show me the light. Help me give my heart peace so I don't have to fight. Thank you for your forgiveness, Lord and for still being there. Most of all, thank you for listening to this sinner's prayer. Amen. *R.I.P. Celestino Cervantes* *"Little"*


Photo sent in by Moe on Tue, 03 Nov 1998 *Click here to view picture of Mo and his ride!!!*


Sent in by Xkleener on Sat, 5 Dec 1998 *JUST TO SHARE A MOMENT WITH YOU* Its been along time since I've last seen you I'd give almost anything just to share a moment with you Yet, the vision of your face still rests in my mind as if it were yesterday But, yesterday was so far away I remember the times we hung out at the park Playing ball til way past dark I remember running the streets together Talking to the girls to see who's skills were better Once it was WE, but now its just Me You left too early there was to much still to do I have a family now, its sad, my kids will never get to know you But your memory lives on inside my mind Sleep in peace my friend You were one of a kind. This is a dedication to my long lost friend Brandon Sims I am writing this to make sure the flame of his life he lived never dims. Thank you for taking the time out to read this. Sincerely, P.


*Sosten Deleon: "my mini low!!"* *Click here to view a picture of him and his mini lowrider!!*


*Cool Car Enthusiast:* You may be interested in a cool new product - Neon Trim! Neon Trim is a flexible, illuminated cord that looks like a fluorescent, neon tube. It can come in any length, from one foot, to 400 feet! http://www.angelfire.com/mi/jaleclaire


POEMS BY . . . . by Zach Jenkins Haiku Poem Arizona Sun bathed mountains touch the heavens. The golden sun paints the sky like fire.
Cinquaine Poem Winter A full moon lights up the midnight sky for the wolf who howls grand hellos.
Summer Poem Summer Bluebird skies and bold white clouds. Commanding bark and proud green leaflets suspended over transparent water ways. Angels with great golden halos dancing among rose colored sweet hearts. Now they conspire in a desperate attempt all of the sun's rays. Don't take away my brush. I'm painting the colors of happiness.


*a poem I wrote* (author unknown, did not say in e-mail) This my dad's website (daughter) On a stormy day I know that I can count on you. If all else fails, you're always by my side. Life could be so simple, but nobody's life is. Loving someone is like a battle, that I can't lose with you. Love is a silly game that no one understands. There is not anything I would not to do to keep you and me happy. As long as we are together, I will forever be happy. There is no other way to explain how I feel about you.


*THIS IS FOR THOSE WOMEN WITH THOSE HARD TO MAKE DECISIONS . . . . .* *latina POR VIDA . . . . .*


*I WONDER . . . . . .* I WONDER IF HE THINKS OF ME, WHEN IT'S QUIET AND HE'S ALONE. I WONDER IF HE REMEMBERS MY NUMBER. WHEN HE LOOKS AT THE PHONE. I WONDER IF HE HURTS INSIDE, WHEN THEY PLAY OUR SONG. I WONDER IF HE YEARNS FOR ME WHEN A COUPLE STROLLS ALONG. I WONDER IF THE MEMORIES KEEP HIM AWAKE AT NIGHT. I WONDER IF HE WISHES WE NEVER HAD THAT FIGHT. I WONDER AND QUESTION UNTIL MY WONDERS RUN OUT. BUT MOST OF ALL, I WONDER IF HE WONDERS WHAT I'M WONDERING ABOUT. *THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO MY HUSBAND* *ELEAZAR A.K.A VATOLOCOFL* *YOUR SON AND I WILL MISS YOU AND WHEN YOU WANT YOUR'E FAMILY BACK YOU* *KNOW HOW TO FIND US.* *TI AMO . . . . . . . .*	*IF I ONLY HAD THE CHANCE* *I'M* JUST A LITTLE SEED, GROWING DEEP INSIDE. SO SMALL AND STILL SO INNOCENT, WITH NOTHING HERE TO HIDE. IT HAS ONLY BEEN A MONTH, BUT I HAVE STARTED GROWING. I KNOW THAT YOU'RE NOT SHOWING. TIME SEEMS TO PASS SO QUICKLY, BECAUSE NOW THE MONTHS ARE TWO. *I'M* STILL NOT VERY LARGE IN SIZE, BUT I'M STILL A PART OF YOU. AT THE TIME YOU JUST WEREN'T THINKING, ABOUT THE PRICE THAT THERE WOULD BE. BUT, I KNOW YOU'LL LOVE ME MOMMY, YOU'LL JUST HAVE TO WAIT AND SEE. I HAVE LITTLE FEET AND LITTLE HANDS, BECAUSE NOW THE MONTHS ARE FOUR. AND WITH EACH PASSING DAY INSIDE OF YOU, I GROW A LITTLE MORE. I KNOW THAT YOU ARE VERY YOUNG. BUT DO YOU REALIZE, I AM A BREATHING PERSON, NOT JUST SOMETHING IN DISGUISE. SOON YOU'LL HAVE TO MAKE A CHOICE AND I KNOW IT WON'T BE EASY. BUT I KNOW YOU'LL LIKE HAVING ME AROUND IF YOU DECIDE TO KEEP ME. WHAT YOU HAVE TO OFFER ME, IS MORE THAN I CAN GIVE. BUT I JUST NEED A CHANCE TO LIVE. MY MONTH WOULD HAVE BEEN SEVEN, BUT MY TIME HAS NOW ARRIVED. I GUESS I WASN'T MEANT TO BE OR ELSE I'D HAVE SURVIVED. I KNEW YOUR HEART WAS TORN. BUT WHY'D YOU HAVE TO KILL ME MOMMY? I NEVER ASKED TO BE BORN. THINGS WOULD'VE GOTTEN BETTER, YOU COULD'VE SEEN YOUR LIFE ENHANCE. I WOULD'VE MADE YOU HAPPY MOMMY, IF I ONLY HAD THE CHANCE!?..?!


Jonathan, from Nebraska. I own a 1991 Thunderbird Lowrider, but I'm soon to buy a 1995 Thunderbird Super Coupe and lower it. My hobby is fixing cars to Lowrider Magazine quality and selling them. I'm 19 years old and I'm in college in Lincoln Nebraska.
*Click here to check out a pic of Jonathan!!*


*My Grandfather* One of the greatest men that ever lived Passed away last year I didn't know how I could move on My heart broke tear by tear It's been 4 months since he's laid to rest I still cry myself to sleep And when I dream visions of that sad day In my mind begin to creep Sometimes I don't know how I make it Without this great man Thats when my family comes in And takes me hand in hand My family is my wall of strength But still one link is gone When we look into each others eyes We know that somehow Life Will go on....... *This is dedicated to the memory of my grandfather whom I will always* *love and cherish.* *Jennifer Luna*	*Walk Away* And unlike other times I let him walk away from me. I let him slip away from my fingers and no longer did I feel his touch. I let him walk away not holding him back or even begging him to stay. I let him go holding back the tears that clogged my eyes, I watched him walk away. Remaining silent not saying a word . . . . . . . and unlike other times he walked away. *Poem by:* *[email protected]*

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