With this breath, I write
She Says
I cannot say what's on your lips
To wish for flight would be to fall
I only want to take this night back
If only I could, so I would let go
But would you?

Don't wait up
I'm not coming home



This Heart
Renee
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A Child of God
1/7.2/7.3/8.4/8er(:
Modern Dancer ('05-'08)
God is my life
Music soothes my soul
Dance highlights my intentions




Saturday, December 6, 2008


Oh bother, since people are asking me what on earth is my new blog url I've decided to just put it up. Sheesh.

Relink me here (if you want to)

She wrote <3 at 11:11 AM



can we yell any louder?


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