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Jan 2011
in the darkness
a figure lit by an extremely dim light presents itself
with a fading hand
it summons the spirits of my life
faces from my much sorrowed past appear
as every tear falls from my eyes
i feel guilt and shame
a shadow of sadness clutches me
i try to hold onto those i no longer have
but they just slip away like sand in the wind
and all that is left of them are faceless memories
everyday i wish i could see those faces again. but i no longer know how to find them.
Marco Jimenez
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