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Everthing Burns her soul
From the window of an old orphaned house she flew away. From those who cursed her, those who wounded her in every shape and form. Now she flies around this house, cursing it and those who drove her to fly. Every night, the flapping of her wings can be heard throughout the house by all those who live there.
jag2910 added this comment 2009-12-19 08:40:39-06:00
Love it!
jag2910 added this comment 2009-12-19 08:40:39-06:00
Love it!