my guardian angle
you hold me when i am week
you tell me to be strong
but i am ready
you tell me its not time
to take it slow and
give the baby some more time to grow
she is to small to take on this world
it will be hard but you need to wait
because you you dont it might be the end for both of you tonight.
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt by Angelflower.
600 points, ended August 22, 2008, 14 entries
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Comments
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week- weak?
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wow.. this is really good.. there was a lot of emotion in this write... you really expressed a lot here.. I really enjoyed reading it.. thanks very much for sharing.. best of luck..
Angel
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hey thanks
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