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Random First Lines:This was a poem that I wrote while thinking about how my dad used to watch the show Gunsmoke. Honestly, I was in one of those moods that I just... » Read
She was the goddess that I worshipped daily, and I made my sacrifices in hugs and comfort and all the tears that I shed for her. (And I did it all gladly)
There are always promises you wish you could have kept, but never could have anyway.
(F/F pairing involved)
Short Story | Updated Mar 25, 2007 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2