The unwritten line
Spitting hot orange flames
It stayed there.
It melted down on itself,
Tears glistening its cheeks.
It stayed within
Fuming, rattling, glowering
But unable to move.
It stayed with me
Within me.
posted by Archana @ 9/18/2006 06:59:00 pm
2 Comments:
i can relate to this.. very much so.
:)... I am flattered by the fact that you took the time out to read this. Thanks again!
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