Can you see beyond the cloud of hope? She appears as swiftly as fate disappears to love. Like the eye of a storm she brings peace to a troubled mind. Wild at heart her passion is deep like the pillars that build the foundation of art. She cannot be bought with money or time her value unworthy but saved by the blind. A beautiful soul seeks a beautiful kind if beauty and judgement were one of a kind. Only faith can keep such a beauty as hope.
Posted on: Thu, 26 Sep 2013 07:54:40 +0000
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