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Book of Echoes May 29, 2006

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Each little memory
Like a faded page in time
Isolation and pain
Are written on every line

All of these thoughts
They’re nothing but a reflection
Each and every little dream
Is just a slow, spreading infection

When I turn the page
Your face is all I can see
Im locked in this cage
A dark place that I chose to be

The end is still unknown
These pages are incomplete
My heart has turned to stone
This fate seems doomed to repeat

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(revised and re-posted)

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