Friday, March 13, 2009

45 x 365 #119

119/365 - AB

The day I saw the fine lines around your eyes I knew that your perpetually smiling shell hid deep concerns and fears. Whenever life would be too much, I would call you, crying, asking for consolation. You never asked me to return that favor.

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