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Posted by anne a. naig   

Sunburnt. Darkened. Toasted. Burnt. The pictures have faded in the labyrinth of my soul. And like the roses wilting, I am longing to go back to my dwelling. Sunburnt. Torched. Thirst. I am dreaming of rain, Washing away the pain But the heat of the sun keeps on burning.
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1. 18-06-2008 20:10
 
great!
very emotional and i can feel the excruciating pain that the character has... sometimes, rain is not enough to cleanse the soul, kon pwede pa lang nga bagyo kon raad..hehe. i like it.
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