worldwind of hate fistfulls of fury, terrorized memories of times left blurry, my heart stabbed a million times and I raise my eyes and gaze into the skies, my wounds heal my worries fade, tears run down my scarred covered face, commencing the rebirth of new GOD FILLED days. Sign in to see full entry.
aceblade's works for Thursday, March 24, 2011
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