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Apr 13, 2007 at 5:30am
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cobwebs and shadowed corners grey dust, white sheets protecting the past this place whispers to me of your desires of our temptations, contentment, despair how is it the loss of your physical presence is so unbearably palpable when you were at my side I could no longer touch your hand? the chimney smokes, no fire is lit and your gentle voice recalls our uneasy happiness together and berates me not for forgetting how to love you when you walked still in my world to have no regrets [2007.13.4Éa] |