profile entries graffiti the past

emotions flowing as the music plays... for there maybe no tomorrow

one by one, as I look back at my memories..
I thoght I knew everything...
but I was a fool...
Faded words..
weger left right at my side...
Nights without answers...
a small piece of warmth...
longing from a far...
we just kept repeating this cycle...
that's why I am alive...
Whatever can be measured in these hands...
droplets of time...
softly grasp them...
forgotten memories...
lost words...
these thoughts are...

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