Slowly but in a constant pace, snowflakes dropped onto the concrete. They drifted down to earth like an angel feather would. One by one, their beautiful, crystalline structures melted into nothing. To see such a beautiful thing come and go so quick reminded me of the last night I seen her..
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Angelic Descent
Posted by David Scheidt at 4:22 PM
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