YES, SHE STILL LOVES THAT HOT, DRY WIND RUSHING THROUGH THE CITY
posted by Mrs Tremond at 4:50 pm
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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- THEIR FATE HAS BEEN DECIDED, SHE AND SAID WILL ONL...
- THE MANY KINDS OF SILENCE SHE'S COME TO KNOW SO WELL
- HER ROOM NOW EMPTY, THE MUSIC STILL PLAYING
- SHE WAS ALICE AND SAID WAS THE RABBIT
- IN THE SILENCE SHE COULD ALMOST HEAR SAID'S HEARTBEAT
- THOSE BUTTERFLIES AGAIN IN HER STOMACH
- AND FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER SHE DARED TO LOOK
- MAYBE SAID KNOWS WHAT HER DREAM MEANS
- AND ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRROR SHE SAW SAID
- WHAT IS SHE SUPPOSED TO THINK?
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