Short story

May 01, 2005 22:31

*She clenched her fist in the thought of what was running through her mind. It all felt so out of control. The winds blowing from the north, making the sea rough... the waves high crashing on the rocks... the splash of the water high in the air like rain drops because of the force of the wind making high waves. Was there ever going to be calm ( Read more... )

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warped__mind May 2 2005, 03:41:11 UTC
beautiful karen. your very talented. huggsssssss love ya chickie.

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heart_mind_sou1 May 2 2005, 03:43:49 UTC
=) thanks Marc... I think your the only one that understand that.... Love ya.. ty for letting me spill at ya

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