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I'm broken by her silence to a love unseen blood soaked feathers rained down my wingless angel so broken falls gracefully from the sky to waiting arms...to waiting arms... frigid air leaves me breathless foolish agony fills my lungs as I try to scream for her I confess...I scare myself through the howling wind, on my knees, I cry ...listen to me...
lavannah added this comment 2010-11-09 21:06:46-06:00
I love the piture! i love the words! I love everything about it!
lavannah added this comment 2010-11-09 21:06:46-06:00
I love the piture! i love the words! I love everything about it!