I fear, yet pray, I'm turning into her.
When I'm numb from pain, I see her face.
Again I'm disappointed by the downfalls of humanity, and her words spark my imagination.
We're living in magic.
Here we are, finding it day by day.
And yet I feel a comfort in this secluded, isolated life.
She's living it too.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Josie
Posted by Andre Torynn Lampa at 9:07 PM
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