I took this somewhere along the coast of Baja California. it was one of those trips that you are absolutely positive you will never forget....BIOI write. not as much as I used to, but still I write. I fear growing away from words, like I have grown away from so many other things I adored only a short time ago.
I love my camera, it is small, but it is lovely..
I keep a blog on xanga, so if you are ever interested in finding a way into my unstable mind.... Yeah...
username: missed_my_fall
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Comments (2)
eternalwytch1
This piece is dark, profound and hits the reader like a dagger, a razor sharp dagger. Very good work.
Shadowmonkey
Very descriptive as you slice through the cancer of which you speak, sapping out the very core of your self in the words that youve written. Is the cancer you talk of a love or a fear? Both can keep you waiting and hoping. I love the description you use here. Excellent verse.