the girl i once meet has gone and come back. there is somthing different, wait let me check. Just as i suspected she thought she did lack. but someone was waiting for her in a coat and a hat. his face was hidden, for there were features he did lack. still all the same she fell for the man in the hat.
he held her close and kept her warm, for they were in for a storm. The rain did fall as she had predicted. The wind and the rain blew and blew. and all that was left was the girl and the man in the hat.
2007-12-24
15:45:57
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jay rod
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Arts & Humanities
➔ Poetry