Broken
By Tegs
The brush of parting fingers over a deep, terrible ravine, is the only comfort she will get for her love can not be seen. For they may never be together, the stars say it can not be. Thousands of miles apart forever, they will live eternally. The pain burns harshly inside their hearts fills them deeply with regret and despair. They contemplate the life they could have and the death they both could share. Written December 30th, 2001 © on Dec 30 2001 01:33 PM PST 0 • 1
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"The brush of parting fingers..."