where does the she hide her face when it rains? 
those hollow eyes
        the emptiness-- 
                 each tear,
running down that vacant face,
running from that vacant place--
    inside herself..
to twist into realities bounds,
            and fly home before she is missed.
burried deep in two out-stretched arms,
        curled in safety from life she lies,
              where her monsters can not tread...

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its been so long i feel forign to this...

wow.  I like this.

=)  as always, keep up with it.  I always enjoy your work.

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