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Sunday, 4 April 2010


They silently wait at the gates of your world
Where riven and splintered old friendships were hurled
Now deserted you stand facing spectres unseen
Your memories devoured, guilty bones being picked clean
With your eyelids removed there is nowhere to hide
Prepare to confront all the hopes and the dreams you denied
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