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Eclipse

If this piece of me  
casts too much light  
over things that should
remain hidden, then so be it.
 
I will never open  
spoiled cans of hidden  
memories or moments  
that tie together past and present.
 
Most days I think about  
endless circles, and waiting to die.  
Where is the meaning.
 
Where is my happiness.
Written by Eerie
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