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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Well, the story got so sad I just wanted to end it. I found the words on a postcard, but couldn't find the nerve to send it. I'd mostly given up on ever having another chance and I got the impression my efforts were just a waste of stamps. You and I used to sit on the beach with pens in our hands writing postcards from paradise to our families and friends. I remember my good humor and reading it out loud, but I haven't felt too witty for quite some time now. Everything I write comes out dark and histrionic; every time I try to be positive the page has no words on it. I took a stroll through a graveyard of the past and pending tryin' to say my goodbyes, but the memories are neverending. There was a beautiful girl who knew just what to say: She said, "I see you're lost, but I think I know the way." I knew I was being poisoned by your memory and I was pining for your future to finally send for me. But the Devil's been my landlord and the rent continues to increase and I don't like my odds for survival if I renew the lease. The only way outta this place is to leave your memory behind and to create a new angel to restore some peace of mind. I was actually smiling as I was led from the graveyard cuz I knew it couldn't hurt any worse if someone penetrated my scar. I followed her to her bed and stared into her eyes and, at last, saw a reflection I didn't despise.
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