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So I'll climb back on this metaphoric horse, High and long since gone, Remembering life and lethal force And where the lines were drawn. The issues are spent, still never away, Surfacing once in a while. Closure not found for memories stay, Haunting and tasting of bile.
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Feb 3, 2011
Feb 3, 2011 at 1:31 PM UTC
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So I'll climb back on this metaphoric horse, High and long since gone, Remembering life and lethal force And where the lines were drawn. The issues are spent, still never away, Surfacing once in a while. Closure not found for memories stay, Haunting and tasting of bile.
circa 2005
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Feb 3, 2011
Feb 3, 2011 at 1:31 PM UTC
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