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*memory*
Contributed by
sweetdemoness
on
Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 05:44:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
spiritual
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Mind boils over With the haunts of memories Memories that creep Memories that sleep Trampling me down with each Thought I think
And the sounds of the Words Of the voices of the past And the creeping of the unknown Stream through this small mind Comes into these opened eyes Shrieking through my mind (like fire crackers in July) Leaving me with more sleepless Nights.
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sweetdemoness
... [
2005-03-23 17:44:48] (Date/Time posted on
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