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Still Haunting

The songs that make me miss her And the sights reminding Play through my head in repeating harmony Almost in a haunting tone they come To again tell me she's not near I'd flex my write and will To hear her, see her once more Before it's over in blood and gore The vulgar and tasteless movements rhyme As they follow hand in hand behind me I have finally found true love But the past still mocks me for ignorance I thought it was over But never have I had to resist so much To stop the abuse and violence I thought it was over I was wrong

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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