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the past is the past is past (Free verse) by phbiscuit

Running like water Every time it flashes My heart breathes morbidly Even though I know a lie for a lie Memories reorganize and disturb truth Bringing back a shadow for cloaking my life Eventually I will stumble and choke by my own weight Running like wildfire Leaving time charred Incinerating hope Forming an end Even for those who forget

horus8 30-May-03/9:11 PM
fat ass.




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