by Lenore Amaya
Love... once came under a sheet
of rain in my heart, caught 'tween the brambles of
my memories. I still dream
of you. Breeze kisses me light
a consolation prize, of your fare thee well.
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Submission date : 2009-09-11
Last edit : 2009-09-15
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