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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2009-06-15 | | I want to scream my lungs out And every sound to rip a part of my pain, To reach then all the tears I have not shed yet And make them unreal from this moment on. For if this trial remains impossible in the other sky, They do not solve anything But let me know of lost pieces that swim Lifeless and unaware of what could mend them now. And there is nothing I would want more Than the glamorous side of what I wrote before. Monday, June 15, 2009 12:29:45 AM
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