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Thursday, May 24, 2007
memories.

Author's Note: This poem is really short, but I got inspired by it from an emo song...

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Memories.


The tears stripping down my face,
Those silent tears,
Have never ceased,
To be able to turn to time.

All of my memories,
Left you here,
In my thoughts and dreams,
The black shadow has been unchanged.

Cloaked in an ebony sweep of black
It races in my mind with lies
Implanting past memories
Neither real nor hoax; it's just pain.

Seeping through every vein,
Every inch of my soul,
Nostalgic memoirs reflect;
Memories; an imprinted stamp in the heart.

{c} NANA.Monde. emo poète société.}

NO RIPPING.