Language of Essence
from the depths of my being
Friday, April 9, 2010
catalina islands II
i remember the night i could not find the moon. how my heart tore in two. the tears streaked my face. deep inside my being, the agony of the unsure burned. the pain real, yet life giving. a terrible drive to stay true. stay true. stay true.
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