stonedsour's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Crying Tree High above the world perched within this tree. Soft parades of tears The wind exhales deeply, preparing me for the hurt. Reminding me to breath. Tears like two battleships sinking. slowly leave my eyes. Cradled in the arms of mother nature, swaying back and forth to rock me. Sweet comfort, no one would know of my tears. 11:15 p.m. - 2004-09-17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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