the tears that fell that were full of hate dreading this pre destined fate the cold chill of the cool winters breeze is all she could feel from her frozen knees as she walked through the snow to the steps of the church down the row the smile hides behind the ugly pain when she says hello to the preacher Rev. Cane the past too hard to bare so she breaks and shakes till the falling of her hair shes needed this time for her and god because when its just them two its no facade but all is not lost for this midwinters frost there comes a great blessing from the one who paid the cost
Posted on: Fri, 28 Jun 2013 01:19:46 +0000
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