tapestry angel

Dec 23, 2007 04:29

Your name sounds like a battle cry in my heart, reverberating across my synapses and pounding in my head - fierce and loud. Inside this sheath that I have built you, your edges are sharp. I worry about how to keep you there. But oh, really, who am I kidding? You are no one. I lost the soft parts of you months ago. The parts that held my hand and ( Read more... )

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