striaght SxE Edge
like yesterday, warrior poet stood fist clenched lips parted no words would fall upon ignorant ears. she held her head high only for her eyes to fall to her lap, and her pride welled up in someone else life
living it for her she mother lover just a memory to those she once knew..or didnt know.and today our private martyr sleeps holding an angle with invisible wings
where ever you are your still in my heart near or far youll always be my star......... like jack and sally up on death valley...