June 14, 2011

The Ghost
I feel a breeze as it touches my skin.
I hear the chimes as the music begins.
Like day and night, you change like the wind.
Always breaking my heart, i still wont give in.

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2 comments:

  1. Michelle E HutsellJune 22, 2011 at 1:29 PM

    This is beautiful!

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  2. Thankyou for taking the time to read it. This one was very special to me.

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