I Am The Messenger

“A dark wind makes it through the trees.

The sky is nervous. Black and blue.

My heart applauds inside my ears, first like a roaring crowd, then slows and slows till it’s a solitary person , clapping with unbridled sarcasm.”

I Am The Messenger by Markus Zusak pg. 132


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Emma K
    May 27, 2009 @ 17:45:09

    “Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in how they look. Not in how they act. But in who they are.” – I Am the Messenger

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