she sits in the wee hours of the morning with the cold morning air burning her cheeks as she gathers the tattered edges of her world...
... as her hair frame her face and drop over her shoulders, a wistful expression in her eyes says she looks beautiful... yet in vain...!
... as her hair frame her face and drop over her shoulders, a wistful expression in her eyes says she looks beautiful... yet in vain...!
4 comments:
not sure bout you :-P but your writings sure are beautiful :-)
I second Sangfroid!! :)
hey, it was just a joke! dint mean to hurt ya :-|
sangfroid: :P chillax will ya!!!!!
sam: :))))
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