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The brisk wind bites at the tear streaked face, as a stray strand of hair catches the passing breeze causing it to cling on the wet face. ..

Perfect I am not nor would I want to be, Nine tattoos I got with wanting of more with each passing thought. Sweet and caring is part of me i..

Shattered pieces lie all around glistening in the noon day sun memories are crashing fires are burning and no one is coming down. The angels ..

As I sit here thinking I wonder why people do what they do and act the way they act Is it to hurt the unexpected Or to prove they are all that...

In my mind I see A perfect world surrounded by three a father, a son and a holy ghost, one of whom built the heavens and the earth One who died t..

Magic lace entwined beautifully among the wonderous branches of life. Winding this way and that,lying in perfect harmony as it weaves in and o..

Tears once again stream down my face The lonely wanting of your embrace. Angels took you at forty seven to be with God up in heaven. A family..

Alone and scared desperately seaching twists and turns No way out! Tears falling screams echoing darkness all around No way out! Terrifyin..

Trapped and scared corridors leading deeper into the horrifying maze screams echoing tears falling searching desperately to find the end to no..

My dearest love for you a fire burns within my soul like none before. My mind remains on you all through the day. My body remembers each and..