I wrote you. I know damn well I did. Somehow you disappeared. And how is not to clear. I took the time to write each word. Now the words are gone. Phantom of the internet. your spirit lingers on.
I guess I should have written it down. But It came ever fast. Now all my words are gone, never meant to last. So with this poem I ring out my discussed. A few memories, but memories I can't trust.
Originally Posted On Site: 2010-01-16 04:08:55
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