Ink Colored Flesh on May 09, 2008 Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps By Kevin MillerThe needle digs into my arm this time,as I look at past creations from my mind.Most are good, some are bad,there's a name I wish I didn't have.Each one carries a memory from a different time,and even if I would have never got any, they would all still be mine. Tattoo Poems Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Noel Boyd Author, Life Coach and Motivational Speaker. Comments AnonymousSaturday, May 10, 2008 at 3:20:00 PM GMT+8dude, where the hell do ya keep getting these nice posts frm? ha! nice poem indeed. very truthful and meaningful.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyNoel BoydMonday, May 12, 2008 at 10:59:00 AM GMT+8it's a secret! but if you take the first flight back to Singapore, I'll tell ya! deal?ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAnonymousTuesday, May 13, 2008 at 11:48:00 AM GMT+8ha! i would if could you have no idea how much i miss home. ha. and the sambal stingray, prata, teh tarik, laksa..oh man..ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyNoel BoydWednesday, May 14, 2008 at 11:25:00 AM GMT+8oh man...i'm sorry Jon. I know you miss home and all. You'll be back soon right? November isn't too far away :)ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment Please leave a comment but do note that comments are moderated on posts that are older than 7 days.