hearts

cold stone castle

A poem by Aisling | 7/24/2008

Used to be I could see
into the sunset of my future
Everything smiling at me
and just crying "adventure!"
Somewhere between then and now
I caved to fear somehow
Next thing I know he has
stolen my hope from my hands
and I find my dreams
on the ground at my feet
in pieces

And now I'm locked up without even a view
captive, without a hope of finding you

Come find me tonight

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Hearts

An essay by Paula J | 4/25/2008

I've been reading about hearts, our hearts. Like how deceitful they can be. I found very many interesting passages on our hearts, too.

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