Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Scrabbling, hanging, gripping on to the edge of the cliff. Trying to get higher, but there's something in the way.

Been given something, but it's locked up tight and she knows that only what's inside will help her to the top.

Scraping and banging and trying to pry it open with bloody fingernails because whatever it is she knows that it's in there.

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