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carly marie (to my mom)
the comforter left..
long before I could sustain..
damage like that..
memory serves..
as a loyal theif..
father destroys..
becomes devil..
mother destroyed..
goes missing..
I am a clock..
turned locksmith..
some stories..
are better left unsaid..
I can never regain..
what's been burned down..
I will never comprehend..
what's been done..
long before I could sustain..
damage like that..
memory serves..
as a loyal theif..
father destroys..
becomes devil..
mother destroyed..
goes missing..
I am a clock..
turned locksmith..
some stories..
are better left unsaid..
I can never regain..
what's been burned down..
I will never comprehend..
what's been done..
Published 17th Jan 2010
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