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Looking Back
Overload of memories,
words you spoke to me.
Meaningless.
Empty promises made,
to be bro0ken in the end.
Senceless.
Burning sensations in my mind,
clouded thoughts.
Their building to break.
Bones bruised not broken,
only hurting now,
as the heart aches.
Windows to the soul,
needing to open and let go.
A sacrifice of life.
~Jeremysangel
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Comments
monicachaloupka Says:
this is good^^ (and i know how ya feel
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