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there are doors that are closed in me walls concrete and fortresses built around places and people in my past that i want to never again see there is a pain in me that's never healed i have wounds that are yet to be sealed wounds i believe and hope time works on wounds i wont let mine eyes look upon atimes images from time flash raw and plain snatches of people breaking me with swords quarrels and screams from my past worlds but BAM! the Trojan walls come up once again i never ever want to open these doors never want to visit those rough shores i refuse to cry and hurt all over again with mine eyes closed, time heals my pain

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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