Unbound, Unbroken
Hello, again, old friend.
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
I like to write in cursive
I like to write in snow,
Where dreams melt against your touch
The crying, fingers know
How I love to write in wake
Of emotions' enthrawl
How in subtlety I make
Hope's crazed, desperate call
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