frostburnA Poem by Tinasha LaRayéand so this old flame comes rushing back to ignite my winter's night
perplexed with a torn heart's journey stopped at the bend in love's road
to open my arms and be burned alive? or turn and be devoured by the cold? © 2010 Tinasha LaRayé |
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Added on April 27, 2010 Last Updated on April 27, 2010 AuthorTinasha LaRayéOKAboutI am because my mother birthed me my father planted me my God created me. Life has unfolded for me in 29 chapters so far with two brothers a smile and a few good memories to show for it. I am because .. more.. |

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