By Tflnbabe
Beautifully tragic in her weak embrace her eyes piercing into my soul hold a worldliness those as i am only long for the irony does not escape me something i have desired so long only lasting a second in one glance before the ghost disappears before tear filled eyes Written November 9th, 2001 © on Nov 09 2001 06:13 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Beautifully tragic in her weak embrace..."
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"Beautifully tragic in her weak embrace..." by Tflnbabe
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