I stand proudly in front of Them, my head held high as blood trails down my arm, landing in the sodden earth beneathe we stand on.
"Sister!" a tiny voice screams from behind me, a voice I will never forget and always protect.
"Leave her alone!" the tiny voice screams at Them.
I turn my head, looking at her and smile, a smile filled with love..trust...and caring.
She looks at me, her eyes tearing up, a smile I know she forced playing across those innocent…
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Posted on March 18, 2009 at 1:30am —
Love is not just a word,
but a feeling.
A feeling so deep,
it hurts when alone.
Love.
It's like the wind,
gentle or wild.
Like the sun on your back,
warm and comforting.
Love.
It's the key to everything.
Posted on January 31, 2009 at 10:00pm — 2 Comments
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