I no longer wake with the memory,
But I constantly dream throughout the day,
a task too hard to keep the ghost of my victims away.
For those who are loved and also love back,
those are the lovers, the lovers that last.
Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 7:37 PM UTC
I no longer wake with the memory,
But I constantly dream throughout the day,
a task too hard to keep the ghost of my victims away.
For those who are loved and also love back,
those are the lovers, the lovers that last.
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