Gentle ShadowsA Poem by Jenn
Tears fall swiftly to the night Softly, softly, out of sight. Streaks of salt the last remains Remnants of the passing pain. Pearls drop down onto the floor It seeps them up and begs for more. © 2008 JennAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on May 29, 2008 Last Updated on June 24, 2008 AuthorJennAboutI never really know what to write in these boxes, so I'll just stick to the basic facts. I'm 22. My favorite color is purple. If I could choose my own death, I would be torn apart by a pack rabid ha.. more..Writing
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