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Sep 2018
Immortal words lingers in my
Elasticated thoughts,
Yet, suppressed by growing old
With Fearless pain that time cannot
Ease alone.
When I cried, it chased unpleasant
Dreams of sanity,
Just too much time cannot erase
Old wounds,
The pain is too real like childhood
Fears
Now, I’m bound by the cruelty held
Within
But, you still have all of me
I’ve tried so hard to tell myself
That time will heal once again
Yet, my life has slipped through thy
Hands
As I fight away the tears once again
Written by
Martin Barnes  Winchester
(Winchester)   
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