Dara

Dara

"

My wings are broken, but I still fly. The sun has hidden, but you're still my sky.

"
http://www.pennantofthoughts.blogspot.com
San Diego, CA
Offline Offline

Share This
Send Message Send Message
Invite to Groups Invite to Groups
Add to Friends Add to Friends
Subscribe Subscribe
Block Writer Block Writer

Writing

Murder Murder

A Poem by Dara


Why? Why?

A Poem by Dara


Venin Venin

A Poem by Dara




About Me

On most days, I am a corporate slave, a working mother and a wife. On some days, when I am overwhelmed, or hurt, or happy, or feeling unsual, or simply bored at work, I sit and write.