her crystal dreams

jfs5-10-10jfs5-10-10 Posts: 326
edited October 2010 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I remember rushing over to her house.
Running into her room
Seeing the knife
Cuts on her arms.
A repeating nightmare in my head.

But from the darkest pit
Blooms incredible reality.
So proud of my girl.
<b>Your light's reflected now,... reflected from afar...
We were but stones,... your light made us stars</b>

Buffalo 5-10-10...First PJ show..Life changing..magical..
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