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[re-‘wow’nd]
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Rewound
[re-‘woo’nd]
The mind’s eye a constant projector.
Throwing up memories I would rather forget
How many times does one have to be
***** rejected and fragged
before the tape fades and breaks
and past events stop projecting my future.
When do I get to see the light?
That pure white light
The light that passes through NO thing.
A blank slate that waits for me
to reinvent and reimage a past
without those memories
The memories that hold my future back
and my present hostage
When will the tape run out
And return to me my life?
When will it return my dreams?
My future?
When will it say “The End?”
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 12:54 PM UTC
Rewound
[re-‘wow’nd]
Replay
Rewound
[re-‘woo’nd]
The mind’s eye a constant projector.
Throwing up memories I would rather forget
How many times does one have to be
***** rejected and fragged
before the tape fades and breaks
and past events stop projecting my future.
When do I get to see the light?
That pure white light
The light that passes through NO thing.
A blank slate that waits for me
to reinvent and reimage a past
without those memories
The memories that hold my future back
and my present hostage
When will the tape run out
And return to me my life?
When will it return my dreams?
My future?
When will it say “The End?”
3/19/2011
