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Mar 2013
You follow all these twisting lines and wonder why your
      thoughts derail
    
      I can hear a sirens call and my ship ends up nowhere.
    
      Take it back and take it in
           Only time can tell.
    
      I found you there again
          In our sanctuary's light.
    
      The lamp is dim and the 
           Road is quiet,
    
      Just as a far away night.
    
      I can take a magic sign and bury all the neglect,
            I will make a memory of everything we've kept.
wandabitch
Written by
wandabitch  Promethea
(Promethea)   
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