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| Memories of Time by � chibilunacat Sweeping winds of memories, Floating through the time, Leaving its own trailing mark Winding down behind. A memory of angels A memory of love Chilling the embrace, remorse, For whats below or above. Sorrow drifts on broken wings Its jagged, hesitant flight And yet its always what remains After the heated fight. Upon the corner of the mouth A smile twists upwards slightly. A lurking figure in pale moonlight That only visits nightly. And lingering about the sunshine Is a new a rainy day, Melting puddles of reflection, With nothing more to say. |
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