Fade
Junior Member
since 03-06-2006
Posts 32
watching from the shadows
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0 posted 12-08-2009 08:23 PM
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She's a lovely girl- beautiful and young. A little too intelligent but much too ignorant, she is egotistical and oh so arrogant.
He's handsome and eloquent, and a little smarter than the average preacher, but borderline narciccistic with a past that only God will forgive.
The season was festive. There were singings, and dinners.
She always wore skirts. They suit her: more casual than a dress but less revealing than jeans. Down in Alabama, some churches don't approve of women in pants.
She wore white the last time he saw her. He did too. She looks like an angel when she wears white. It's been his favorite color ever since that day. He looks like an angel in white too. He can wear jeans, as long as they ain't got no holes in em.
They will never forget that last singing. It was a beautiful day. They will never forget that evening, either.
The morning is majestic, but oh how the sun sets.
These love birds have sang sad songs ever since.
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