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burning out
Contributed by
feathercut
on
Thursday, 21st July 2005 @ 07:22:13 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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i come from so many ghost towns holding on to my own flesh holding so much time within me i feel tired and overused alone and self abused
onto my candle now through the tired candlelit halls of the house, where our love was hid she looks at me... i have died so many times... but this feels so new... so it must have been being alive onto my candle... there are so many running through my fingers... burning but not my flame i see it, at the edge of the hall.... her eyes flicker flicker flicker out......
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2005-07-21 07:22:13] (Date/Time posted on
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