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When The Bough Breaks
by Genuine Suede ""When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall..."" That old melody is stuck in my head. Over and over again I sing the tune softly, barely mouthing the words. I feel like I'm up there in that cradle. I can feel the bough breaking, caving under the weight, snapping, one screaming fiber at a time. There's no one to catch me. Everything's going down cradle and all and I'm filled with fear wondering. . . will I survive? (C) For info about me, see under my name, above. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |