You hold force with an open fist flat palm carving out ice and sadness with a steady rush of winterness. i howl at your waves.
05/16/2006
Posted on 05/16/2006Copyright © 2025 Uriel Tovar
I sense a firm tone here, indicating that no nonsense will be stood for. It's one personality against another. One suggestion, move "of" in line 5 down to the beginning of line 6. ~Chelle~
