dangerous plight

Dec 28, 2004 10:32

beneath the fragile angst of fright slept a beauty who spun the night
she shoved under her eyes her plight... ...

once upon a time long before clocks made sense a little girl talked to rabbits.
she played in the grass and buried the dead in the sand.
she only knew what she'd been through and that was all she could understand
she took care of lost animals starting with thier spirits and souls
she vowed always to defend the helpless but was veryb confused on the right ways to do this

her worst fear was dying alone and in pain
she built a shelter from the rain
but one day it fell apart
she couldn't sing
she'd lost her heart...
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