Guest guest Posted June 6, 2006 Report Share Posted June 6, 2006 My heart broke the day I was born: Condamned to walk toward my unwelcoming death. Yet death is but a momemt in time. i was damned at birth and I probably wondered why so much joy around. Couldn`t they see my sadness, my little sobs? So, diving deep in darkness, I found a small halo of light, always there, Like a little floating kleenex, Drying the tears But never touching the open scar of my heart. Today I jumped on another shore, I cannot fight shadows anymore. PAtricia En finir avec le spam? Mail vous offre la meilleure protection possible contre les messages non sollicités http://mail..fr Mail Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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