A PAINFUL, MUTE DAWN
posted by Mrs Tremond at 5:52 am
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
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- THE SILENCE BETWEEN STORMS
- AS SHE SAT THERE, LISTENING TO HER OWN THOUGHTS
- WHEN THE SKY STOPS BEING BLUE
- SHE TASTED IT AND SHE SAW IT
- EXTRAORDINARY
- SHE STIRRED SAID'S COCKTAIL WITH HER FINGER, JUST ...
- WHEN SHE'S CLOSE, SHE NEEDS IT MORE
- THE PRESENT SHE HAD TO CHOOSE FROM A LIST
- SHE TOLD SAID SHE WASN'T GOING TO CRY AND SHE DIDN'T
- BOTH SHE AND SAID ARE INVITED TO THE CELEBRATION
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