Thursday, April 2, 2009
missing
he looked over all the scraps, postcards and photos...sun in his eyes and squinting to see. one photo stood out but something was off - he wiped his nose and said to no one in particular, "that's her...but there isn't a flower in her hair".
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swooning over this little number ...
as of now, there are no words, but they are coming, actually there is one word so far. Soulfire.
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