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e premte, 23 mars 2007
Things of the past are on this written book
days and months passed
the book's getting heavier,
heavy with deception and deceit,
they know drowing in the pain won't heal you
but they say pain is what wakes you.
Old things meets new things,
they crash into a dilemma
we ask, " This or that?"
if we choose the old
to bring up that dusty past
those fading words
the rotting memories
We say we are reading the pages of decay
letting go
Signed Off @5:46 m.d.
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