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Aug 2014
Though I turn and I twist
And try to resist
The persistence of
Memories

Of her, I cannot
They are part of me
And know
Where to find me

There is no shelter
From yourself
So be careful
Because todays joys
Can become, tomorrows
Woes

Tormenting you
Worming thir way into
Your diluted present

The past is no friend
It is a sea of pain
Waiting to swallow
Though who linger
On its black rocks
to try to recapture
Lost love.
In progress
Paul Thomas Galbally
Written by
Paul Thomas Galbally  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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