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3/28/2009 c1 The Concept of Breathing
That was extremely beautiful. No doubt my favorite that you've written. :/ It made me want to cry for her.

My favorite part was:

"Weak lids lower to shield sight,

It’s like knife to the butter.

Weight of a dead man descends,

Like a leaf caught in a gust of wind,

Twisting and turning without will.\

A fallen angel weeps"

because it was like I could honestly picture it in my mind, not to mention the way you described it. Simply beautiful. Bravo Taylor, bravo!

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