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I still feel the room darken, clouds descend, and the sunshine leaves, when i read your words. Sharp daggers glistens, as it slides and bright blood splashes against my screen...only after I leave the page of your pain, does the sun/light shine over my shoulder again (bow).
by Rene Jones on Dec. 28 2011