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Monday, September 12, 2011

CHANCE

How its become so simple
to erase and begin
Hold and control the frills
off the edge when they spin

You have chosen to
go on without these
Memories of a mark so deep
within my skin.

Wont you pull a little closer
To fade the final curses
And bring these haunted spaces
to fall upon the floor

A new love they said is whole
But now all you need has gone cold