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I talk in circles.

What do you matter to you?. When you can work that out, then you will be able to be happy.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

FtW

A torn photo hangs loosly from its frame.
A once fruitful and heart warming smile,
now brings tears and heartache.
The wall on which it hangs seems to fade into nothing,
as nothing becomes relevent.

I wish i could, but thats why they are called memories.

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