May 2013
Your voice echoes through the hollow hallways of my mind
Descending but always heard.
You’re voice is calm
My mind is mad
The faint memory of you creeps through the cracks of my thoughts and overwhelms my body sending me through a state of mental shock, trying to hold on to every memory that remembers me
they’ll never forget me
Tracing the lines of each inch of your being,...
April 2013
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