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Post by ♥ on Jan 13, 2007 20:24:50 GMT -5
As the final piece concludes, Broken epics left untold, On the glass of shattered mirrors, Marks the blood of a fearful reflection, Intense longing for something best left unsaid, Nailing down thoughts to the wall, Again slipping away, Teasing as the life ebbs, Insanity wailing as it watches minds in their death throes, Only time will tell the books if ink iwll stand the test, Nothingness, left to rot forever, as the lines curl inward.
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