"… the unfeigned faith…, which dwelt first in thy grandmother …" 2 Timothy 1:5
Who is Nana?
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
I want to
I want to cry. There are no tears.
I want to scream. There is no voice.
I want to faint. There is no one to catch me.
I want to sleep. There is no rest.
I want to lash out. My hands are bound.
I want to. I can't.
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
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