HeavenA Poem by KristaAbove the clouds, the place above we go when we have died. When alive we can only hope. We imagine the Heavens. As beautiful, Dream world. And hope to be welcome there. © 2009 Krista |
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1 Review Added on March 30, 2009 Last Updated on April 7, 2009 AuthorKristaPAAboutMy name is Krista. I'm 27 years old. I have an eating disorder and am a cutter. I'm also depressed most of the time a very negative out look on life. more..Writing
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