Spring
Dark like the grave
Cold as a corpse
It is born out of this
Most unexpectedly
Out of death comes life
Spites the reaper with a laugh
Boldly comes forth
Like a patriot crying "Liberty!"
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About Me
- Meg
- I am a photographer. I love photography and graphic design; I crave Starbucks way too much <3; and I love to laugh; I love it when it snows so I can curl up with a book and hot cocoa; and I love to write, which you'll probably notice from my blog. ;)
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