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Your whispers ricochet
through lonely lamp light
f
a
l
l
ing
as soft as sanity makes another run at the door.
--Years of pain, and rains....
Dank, dark whispers are like runaway trains.
Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 12:00 PM UTC
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Your whispers ricochet
through lonely lamp light
f
a
l
l
ing
as soft as sanity makes another run at the door.
--Years of pain, and rains....
Dank, dark whispers are like runaway trains.
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