Broken promises
She'd avowed never to go there again. She broke her own promise. She lay there seething. While maggots of envy fed on her wounds.
She hurts. Where art thou O Healer of Broken Souls?!
She hurts. Where art thou O Healer of Broken Souls?!
posted by Livin @ 5/25/2006 11:08:00 PM
1 Comments:
At 3:25 PM ,
Livin said...
And so the merry go round of seeking the Mender continues... while we all seethe and writhe.
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