Pure Mud
Fall, breathe. Rise still.
Friday, June 4, 2010
My heart came packaged torn asunder
And the minuscule pieces are all I can find
I'm cumbersome and scared
But I'm confident in my ability to love, be it blind.
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Anonymous
14 June, 2010 08:42
That is beautiful!
~~ Sunshine :-)
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That is beautiful!
ReplyDelete~~ Sunshine :-)