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To catch a memory, so fine
Hands grasping at the dark, stark blind
I stumble on to seek what's mine
Past shadows cloud the trenchant mind
Like radioactive decay
Hope almost measurably dies
Pride crumbles more and more each day
All that's left is compromise
- by Inkybright |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/14/2008 |
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- Title: What's Left
- Artist: Inkybright
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- Date: 10/14/2008
- Tags: decay
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- AnimeisKawaiiX3 - 04/06/2009
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i dont like it at all!!!
sorry 4 saying that but its true
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- Neko Ange - 10/14/2008
- If left is compromise, what is Rigth???? =^w^=
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