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Lost Memories

My past resources have gone to waste. A fledging youth has departed in haste. Substances taken as a teen have wiped the slate clean. Memories of yesterday have been displaced. Discarded is all hope of return. Passions remain deep where they burn. I struggle to recall what led to my downfall. I persevere hopelessly. Where am I to turn? I have tolerated nonsensical and inane. They have practically rendered me insane. Each lost thought has left me distraught. In which alternatives can I regain?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 3/19/2011 10:08:00 PM
We never forget passion...no matter how bad we want to.
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Book: Shattered Sighs