Where she hides, nobody knows
The grass is greener, as far as she knows
Where a blunder grows out of its clothes
Where she hides, nobody knows
A silent crowd is a riot of woe
Where lie a bird, is just a crow
Fall, a hundred feathers fold
Souls become a thousand foes
A different home, means a different role
Inside of her, another unfolds; alone
Finds thyself older and on her own
Where she loses a heart, she grows a bone
A piece is lost when a hand is loaned
The peace is lost when cost means owned
To cross a chance that might be blown
To blow a chance because she’s prone
To beg for change means no coins or gold
Desperate for so, she never gives slow
Progress is shown like blood in the snow
She bleeds such, for the crutch that is loaned
He loves her more when the floor is her low
She turns to corpse when he’s forced to let go
Light the torch to scorch her for show
Her blood won’t show when he melts the snow
Where he hid her, nobody knows
The snow is scarlet, as far as he knows
Where a blunder glows out of its clothes
Where he hid her, nobody knows
Mack's friends suggested he visit a quaint town in Washington State called Leavenworth, but they had an ulterior motive—a motive that resulted him agreeing to help one of their friends track down her missing sister. That led him to the remote small t
In this whimsical, thought-provoking novel, author Armineh Helen Ohanian presents a fantastic vision of how life might look after death. Martha, after attending her own funeral, travels to Planet Heaven
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