I will try my best to explain… I have had a nickname since high school, my friends began calling me Emma. (Long story.) Many of
I Seek . when I reach out I feel the pain of unknown truth . when I seek I sense the tear shed of kindred
In my bed. Breathing, Rise and fall, Veins beat with pain. In the darkness. In my body, like a song. Stillness. Hold my breath, Pain
Kory was 37 years old when he died from a very aggressive form of cancer at the Brooke Army Medical Center, in San Antonio Texas.
I would like to thank the Last Days OF Pompeii, the Fibro Butterfly herself for nominating I Tripped Over a Stone for the Sunshine Blogger