Echoes of
Laughter was
Faces and smiles
The past compiles
Today alone
In deep memory
No longer own
What use to be
Living empty
Existing just
Meaning's left me
Leaving ashes and dust...
c2009vduna
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Echoes of Laughter was Faces and smiles The past compiles Today alone In deep memory No longer own What use to be Living empty Existing just Meaning's left me Leaving ashes and dust... c2009vduna Comments
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