I got lost last night
The bleeding sound of your voice
Echoing through my past
My present
That sound like darkness
Like hatred
Running through my brain like madness
Dripping venomous sound...
Years have past
Time ages me
But your voice
Well...
that stays ageless
Eternal
My little slice of hell
My lost piece of heaven
Please tell me what you think
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so forlorn, so lilting. a very haunting echo kind of quality to this. missed your writing. miss me writing but that damn wall in my brain won't come down. i blame the heat of summer. triple digits burning my poor brain cells. nice to see you still got it
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LOL didnt even read this comment till I returned your message. I know how you feel about the summer. It is the worst crap ever..seriously. Thanks for the comment sis.
Despair
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