in november I had a dream, and the dream lasted for days. in that dream i saw my father. he told me that i had been chosen to tell the truth. to share with the world all that I had seen. then my father started crying. his tears were blood. the blood became an ocean. i walked into that ocean. i was reborn in that ocean of blood.
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On Angels...
Even Angels fall to the ground,
And die quietly without a sound.
Faith can be broken down.
Hope can one day drown. Posted by House452 Est. 2/11/08 on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 09:30:00 PST
