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Aug 02, 2008
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Wings
I feel like my heart is being shuffled between,
some fragile little dust-to-be butterfly wings.
On the surface... I'm a rock,
but don't peek underneath,
you'll find a hardened man
who will cry at anything.
I pull the shades to hide,
but the mirror holds my truths,
if you have a rock like mine
your wings are fragile too.
some fragile little dust-to-be butterfly wings.
On the surface... I'm a rock,
but don't peek underneath,
you'll find a hardened man
who will cry at anything.
I pull the shades to hide,
but the mirror holds my truths,
if you have a rock like mine
your wings are fragile too.
— themoonman, Aug 02, 2008
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Critiques
Barbara Writes
17 years 10 months ago
Really Good
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
thank you Barbara...
rider68
17 years 10 months ago
Hi Richard
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
Hi Peter...
amalzamani
17 years 10 months ago
Great Peom
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
Well thank you...
barbsdad2003
17 years 10 months ago
It's tough ...
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
Chuck...
infinite_dwarf
17 years 10 months ago
Nice job, Rich...
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
thanks Jess...
Janice Pearce
17 years 10 months ago
Hey Moon
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
Hi Janice...
Linda Moses
17 years 10 months ago
Butterfly
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
Thank you Linda...
Linda Moses
17 years 10 months ago
Richard
Arrow
17 years 10 months ago
Seems to me
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
Arrow...
Kailashana
17 years 10 months ago
I think you have become the
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
Well...
autumnphoenix
17 years 10 months ago
wings
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
Dana...