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With Haste. |
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xTr3m3sT Member
since 2008-03-03
Posts 415 |
As the moonlight whispers to the clouds of dawn it becomes all to clear that I'm no longer gone. The path of horrid animosity beckons to the violent nature of my inner self, yet.... I reject it somehow. It holds on to my ankles, it's grip is tight, tighter then the hold it had before. Will this pain go away.. or is it because of my will, it stays. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
You express yourself very well! Shake those ankles and let go ... Write on, with every word the burden will be lightened. Love, Margherita |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Angel, You're doing okay. Keep up the good work. Bobby |
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