Aug 27, 2008 15:44
I am back in the dance.
Memories flooding and I am starting to feel whole again.
The raven is not my Father.
The Raven is a hungry bird that only wants hearts.
I was a fool to be it's waitress.
I am a ballerina and I cannot miss the next steps.
Find the balance betwen love and me.
It is just me and Fakir now. Duck is gone and I can't blame her.