aceblade's works for Wednesday, May 30, 2012

I breathe, as does the cluster of star-roses do, I survive, as does the brown-thrasher, I continue, as does the interstate, knowing I must, and knowing I will. Sign in to see full entry.

emotions all have a way of escaping, all are a line of communication, whether it be tears of an infant, from hunger or pain, or it be a rageful response of an adult, there is much to be said, as an infant is innocent and pure, so are it's emotional outlets, but, manipulation, comes in to play,... Sign in to see full entry.