Poetry: Until

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Thursday, January 13, 2011

Until

Worlds spin beyond our comprehension and I am lost, whirling in apprehension for the chances of balance and hope to reign above despair innocence slain through cross hairs, little girl gone.. Man rich with humor and kind will drifted away, leaving us poorer loves are taken without a clue the joy... Sign in to see full entry.

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