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Feb 2016
Things seen,cannot be unseen
Things said,cannot be unsaid
Stitch by stitch it comes undone
Just like the stuffed toy flung into a box to be forgotten
I'll undo my own stitches from now on

They say,time heals all wounds
But aging also makes you weak and frail
Falling apart,lost and alone
Enjoy each moment before Chronos makes a fool of you
As he does us all
Creepstar
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Creepstar  Pig Town
(Pig Town)   
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