May. 14th, 2006 02:10 am
witchscauldron: (beloved)
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First thunderstorm of the year today. The skies cracked; so too my skull, drenched in silver.
One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright