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Post by Lynnie on Feb 20, 2015 3:37:17 GMT
I see I, Dark, Powerful, Foreboding, Dreaming Of all my yesterdays, Dreaming of a place Where tomorrow never comes.
I see I, An enigma, A shadow Of a distant memory, Touching the darkness Of so long ago.
I see I, A reflection, An image In a mirror That bore so many dreams.
I reach out To touch myself, To heal myself, Yet I cannot.
Slowly, I shatter, Torn apart By the forces Of eternal night.
I see I, Yet I'm just a shadow, An illusion, Nothing more.
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Post by Lynnie on Feb 26, 2015 5:17:48 GMT
Just a couple of small additions made in memory of a friend who passed away recently.
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