this is older, but i like some of the things i say...
the warmest winter is passing through while snow melts on impact. the air of spring is pushing cold bitter nights away and i can see the sun in the night sky burning and drying all of these tears. morning is finally on its way opening my eyes from my nightmare and mourning is kissing me goodbye for the last time. hope's lips are the threshold sweet upon my cheek welcoming me to my eyes visioning nothing but the best because the worst is only history............
2006-06-19
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