the wishing well
I saw her near the wishing well, casting in her hard earned coins. Little did I know her mind had settled on a man it seems, a man with a heart once broken, a heart in need of soft and tender love, a heart bruised and ravaged by a cruel and uncompromising heartless woman, a heart like mine.
This post was submitted by Thomas Forthe.
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February 5th, 2009 at 12:27 pm
Nice one Tom, very nice.
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