Palindrome Poems

June 25, 2012
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Life moves on
and times remembered
become forgotten memories
memories forgotten become
remembered times and
on moves life

Feeling lost with time spent
moving, yet slowed indefinitely.
I'm numb and changing myself,
hating reflections of thoughts.
The feeling is poison.
Poison is feeling the
thoughts of reflections. Hating
myself, changing and numb. I'm
indefinitely slowed, yet moving.
Spent time with lost feeling.

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