"The human heart has hidden treasures, in secret kept, in silence sealed; the thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, whose charms were broken if revealed." -Charlotte Brontë
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Linger
"I could still remember his human eyes in that wolf face; they'd looked as empty as I felt. Folded in my arms, you're a butterfly in reverse. Giving up your wings, inheriting my curse. You're letting go of me. You're letting go."
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