Friday, August 28, 2009

~Spring skips a beat~

what is this life we live?? is it the sound of bat wings on a cold winters night -- the shadow that dances from dawn to dim light -- the fire that smokes up the icy cold air -- the song your friend sings your heart can not bare -- what is this life ...we live to last -- but a motion of things that soon dearly pass***

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