lost and forgotten
- peppipig
- Mar 2, 2016
- 1 min read
the haze around my memories
is a layer of dust on my brain
to confront them
would be to admit i am no longer in the past
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the haze around my memories
is a layer of dust on my brain
to confront them
would be to admit i am no longer in the past
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