RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Working her way into passages of make-believe and hoisting the beauty of insincere people into the air where no one can understand what is happening.
Colliding with the essence of another, turning about and stalking out the door, leaving it all behind, no longer looking for the attention of anyone.
Forlorn and empty, portraying the lost girl in life and walking away alone into the night.
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Climbing the stairway to heaven, bringing hope to the hopeless and
prayers for those who are always alone. 1-4-13