:: The Stars in The Eyes ::
The wind knocks on the window
over the room as small as me
Twinkling stars so beautiful
Filling the room with love tt cant be seen
Eyes so blurry with tears
Like those stars embroided in my eyes
Too hurt for my legs to walk
For this is never meant for me
Caressing my wound gently
Embracing me to sleep
For the next day I will just keep on smiling

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Wednesday, July 04, 2007

End of sentence

My slave Bear bear has fully completed his duty of his Slave term under me from the period of 26 Jun 07 to 03 July 07.


He is now a free man and is no more under my call



I shall now confer him the title of senior slave bear bear!



(Applaud!)



He is now 1 grade higher than all the other slaves.



Yea =)

# posted by Denise at 7/04/2007 01:19:00 AM

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