

fallen angelI was told...fallen angel
Where one journey ends... Another begins... Is this the end to my journey...? Is my unwritten story finished...? The story of a girl who found love... Through the heart of a Man... Who was trapped as a child... And gave it up... For a family... What matters more... A love so strong it could last for Eternity... Or the happiness of a family that would last a lifetime... That love was the best thing that happened to me... But I let it go... For a family... That in the end...
I lost... Loving Rain was the only thing that wa


Music - the first notesEm sat on the bank of the river, looking out at the city. She watched as collegekids partied atop the lighted roofs. She knew she would never be one of them. She knew she would be lucky if she even lived past age 15. Most kids didn't on her side of the river. That's just the way things were. Everyone knew that Em's side of the river was for filth. Filth like her. Filth like the unwanted children who stole money from the old and those less poor than them. Filth like the women who lured men in withthier bodies, then killed them for $20. Filth like Em's parents who were so assamed to have had a girl that they abandoned her without a secondMusic - the first notes


Music - a different song Em woke up gasping for air. Her clothes were damp and her lungs burned, as if she'd just been half drowned. She sat up and looked around and with a start, realized she was by the river. She got to her feet unsteadily, shaking. Footsteps were hurridly coming toward her. But they sounded different to Em's ears. Louder than normal. She soon realized why. These feet were protected by shoes and were running on a paved street rather than a dirt path. "Where am I?" she thought.Music - a different song
I will never forget you...I love you Lea.
Always and forever.
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You gave me a picture
I gave you a poem
I gave you words
And you gave me art
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BEST PLACE TO GO WHEN YOU'RE BORED ---> [link]
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Xanitha Bananitha
~But I'll keep my true thoughts locked, inside my heart's black box.
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No matter how hard it gets, don't let go.
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Xanitha Bananitha
~But I'll keep my true thoughts locked, inside my heart's black box.
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No matter how hard it gets, don't let go.
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Xanitha Bananitha
~But I'll keep my true thoughts locked, inside my heart's black box.
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Please understand, this isn't just goodbye...
this is I can't stand you.
This is where the road crashed into the ocean.
It rises all around me and now we're barely breathing...
a thousand faces we'll choose to ignore...
No, It Isn't by +44
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