the_gift_

Feb 04, 2005 00:08

I held her tightly as the preacher carried on with the funeral. Dawn needed my comfort more than ever right now, and I needed hers in a way. I held my head down and listened to the echos of the Preacher. I tried hard to listen to him but his words didn't comprehend with me. None of this seemed real it seemed to be more surreal than anything ( Read more... )

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charmedslayer27 March 7 2005, 03:43:50 UTC
hi

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