Thursday, September 24, 2009
Things That Would Be Better Left Undone
As I looked down at her lovely, innocent-yearning face, I was overwhelmed with a flood of adoration for the innocence brokenly beheld there. Quiet, sleeping, content with my caress. There is a great sympathy, a pity if you will, that can overcome and coincide with a hardness of heart with such a subtly strong force, it will make you crumble.
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That is fantastic. The images are great and the opposition is great too.
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