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Coming To Grief

I must not feel this just write it right it? pen to paper scribbling nonsense, no sense it doesn't make sense sense of taste taste the tears if only I could someone has to write this it didnt happen to me, to me I sleep no more who shall dream for the fallen all in my dreams my screams deafening silence maddening no answers at all almost there coming to grief

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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Book: Shattered Sighs