voximago
these words are mine. make them yours.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
and then there were angels
enclosed in these four walls, you will find me with thoughts of you.
and just like angels, you descend, colourful unlike the rest.
reminding me what it means to feel again; with every kiss and every touch - i am reminded. again. thank you.
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