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Ages Unfolding

worlds crossed and paths met, where ages started unfolding. winding and unwinding, and like a broken hourglass, sand pouring out, i somehow found you again

Monday, August 31, 2009

El Inicio

burning live wires down my throat

steady your breathing;

here it comes again.
Posted by The Messenger at 8:12 AM

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and you are

In this mad world
Fantasy and reality combined
You pull me back into my dreams
You are my fiction
in my fantasy
The truth in my reality

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Memories

And i know i can never reverse time; whats left is just memories. some still pictures, some motion pictures.
these memories silently drift deep down into my heart; these memories of pain, stillness, darkness that cry out from deep within, reflecting my guilt and shadows.
till this day, its still locked up in that small room with just a small opening for others to drift inside it