Nov 2013
She pushed,
she pulled,
she fell.
She wrestled with her thoughts as she lay there in a puddle of her misery;
the puddle was clear and smelled of dreams coated in doubt.
[To be continued]
she pulled,
she fell.
She wrestled with her thoughts as she lay there in a puddle of her misery;
the puddle was clear and smelled of dreams coated in doubt.
[To be continued]
