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Words unspoken, dreams unreached The spell is broken; time's incomplete. My eyes now closed as you speak to me, My heart is folded and it's corners weep. The tears that gather here are not mine, Just as the rain as it falls belongs to none, But by the time it's gathered is nearly gone...
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Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 8:26 PM UTC
Passing Storms
Words unspoken, dreams unreached The spell is broken; time's incomplete. My eyes now closed as you speak to me, My heart is folded and it's corners weep. The tears that gather here are not mine, Just as the rain as it falls belongs to none, But by the time it's gathered is nearly gone...
WickedHope
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Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 8:26 PM UTC
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