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Winters breath chilling my skin as the sun sets low.
Blue, gray skies still in their dimly lit glow. Darkened fingers of web-ed like creatures reaching upwards. As if to try and stop the night from falling, upon their dried and crisp branches. Tis Christmas tides within this week, as a cold tear rolls down my cheek. Soon an end to another years past. With only her memories to forever last. ![]() |
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memories are one of the greatest gifts one can receive
wishing you warmth in your soul as the year closes upon us ![]() |
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Edited by
LAMom
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Wed 12/15/10 11:57 PM
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damn lappy top
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memories are one of the greatest gifts one can receive wishing you warmth in your soul as the year closes upon us ![]() ![]() knowing their everywhere all around. What love of a friend can truly be found. Thank you Dee....your very sweet.. ![]() |
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