May 2009
Here Our Hearts Lie
Here our hearts lie, on the blazing hearth, spat out of the flames at last Here our hearts lie, spectators of our own battle, pawning messages across the field Here our hearts lie, hidden in self-effacing Gray* Here our hearts lie, white-stained roses Here only unassuming faith can protract the edge of madness Here only hope can fill in the gaps of the equation Here lie our hearts, Silent. Hope...
May 26th
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May 9th
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Sixteen year-old year old somewhat apathetic literary nerd secretly seeks ironic and impossible relationship.  In the meantime would like an ear or shoulder attached to an open mind.  Mission impossible?  shannon.zew@gmail.com
May 5th