After the storm, rain, black night, and the scorching burn -- still leaving a traces of life ..
Saturday, April 13, 2013
B O N F I R E
how quickly extinguished the flames slowly died suddenly, just black charcoal without form, ash, and smoke like a snake writhing dying to pick up the dead, no need to ignite the next bed, even when cold air and derail eternal ambush waiting in sorrow, say "no!" the cash is defeat, will not face the same opponent again with a sweet friend - not the line between hope and pain just inaccessibility? there anything that will be required unless a tissue for her tears? in the dark and you have failed me and never will be us, the bofire was the only remaining memory, but still sincere fluttering fireflies firefly light finish to give up flickering final night ....
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