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Jul 2015
I fade into the background
So easy to forget
And though it's not my fault
I alway come to regret

And every conversation
Despite the laughes or tears
Now all seem so meaningless
Sad forgotten years

They never seemed to notice
What the silence meant
A silent cry for help
My energy, on forced silence, spent

So back to isolation
It's clearly understandable
For though all others are
I'm clearly not irreplaceable
Reshnia crimson
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Reshnia crimson  22/FTM/aurora colorado
(22/FTM/aurora colorado)   
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   Eiliv Advena and Mike Hauser
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