

CrucifixWorn like a crucifixCrucifix
but never worshipped. It keeps you safe
yet is an evil symbol. Cursed in daylight while hugged close through unsteady night... In the end all you have to hold tight;
alas people wonder if it's right.
Those of us who have them without shiny numbered stars are looked upon in disgust while set apart. Glances ridden with scorn As though for hell we are born. Regarded as demons from the corners of eyes To them monsters they see,
us with shadows for company.
A gold cross diamond encrusted on a silver chain &nb
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My gallery: [link]
My scraps: [link]
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Lydia Abigail
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The only thing that went through the mind of the bowl of Petunias was: "Oh no... not again"
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Lydia Abigail
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Tis a lifetime to find something worth searching for...
...but just an instant to mourn its loss.
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Lydia Abigail
[link]
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Tis a lifetime to find something worth searching for...
...but just an instant to mourn its loss.
I appreciate that.
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Tis a lifetime to find something worth searching for...
...but just an instant to mourn its loss.
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