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by kittykat88 (Age: 28)
copyright 12-29-2011

Age Rating: 16 +

It's a wound that never heals, it's a midnight spent in tears, it's a bright flower to grow, it's a gentle voice so low, it's a joy never to share, it's a badge always to wear, it's the dead eye's distant gaze, the flashlight in this world's maze - you can run and you can hide, it is always by your side, and when the clouds are all gone, stands on your grave in the sun.

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