lingering love
like a window
shattered by the
ever so
careless actions
of another human being.
as the curtains flow
and dance around its
empty frame,
a whistle of the wind
fills the room
with its entoxicating
sense of fear.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
FaintMemories&+_BrokenHearts__ಌ
From the mind of [[Cassidy Nichole]] at 3:45 AM
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