Cheating

December 13, 2009
Words of promise enclose me.
The echo of his voice will forever haunt.
Blurred images dwell within the abyss of a fragile mind.
Remembering is far easier than forgetting.
December awakens the fallen memories.
Will time itself repeat?
The past is sly, hidden its not, waiting it is.





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