Hope...Never Runs Dry
the end of hope is the end.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
In the valley.
It was red hot coals
Fiery water falls,
Thorns under my feet,
Nails in my bones.
Drilling in my head,
Banging in my joints,
Rain from my skin,
Roars in my voice.
1 comment:
Blogoratti
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Short and lovely...well done.
Thu Jun 24, 04:55:00 pm GMT+3
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Short and lovely...well done.
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