Struggling intensely to get back to safety.All that there is to it is dirt.It's a sorry story,hidden behind curious,desperate eyes.
There's desire.Wishing to be fulfilled.
There's discomfort which doesn't help.
A cry is all that is heard...and all that is seen is a soul destroyed.
1 comment:
n ur blog.....isnt something i come across frequently!!
just rushed thru a few posts.....different!!
:)
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