The thumbnail is by an artist named CJ Randall. I don't know who that is, but I will acknowledge that he/she made it. I found it on google image search. No, I don't have his/her permission to use it, but I'm not claiming it as my own. If I need to, I can post some other generic image.

As for the poem, a friend I knew a while back (actually my husband's friend first), and now only know through Myspace, named Cherry wrote this. Her actual name is Cherry- she was born with beautiful red hair, that she never appreciated (they never do when its natural, do they?).

So here is her untitled poem that I wanted to share.

We refuse to live the truth of our confessions, to bleed the blood of our transgressions, to feel the sting of conviction, to reach each other out of affliction...
Take a chance.
-Cherry-