Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Rain falls down my cheeks unchecked. A tear for every sad memory. A tear for every wound. A tear for what this life has become. Broken dreams and broken promises. A tear in its pure form. Too salty to drink and too easy to let fall.
-I wish I could say this was my own.

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Blogger g3jedi said...

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