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Shed my darling, my love
For this is our last moment
Time has been spent
I yielded my life to you
Only to find false hopes
- Frail dreams -
I now lay before you poor in spirit
My being naive,
My downfall,
Stripped was dignity and solidarity
But now is my fair try,
My arrousing experiment
The diengagement of our chain.



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On Monday December 29th, 2003, Exodus (211) writes:
Very nice....very painful and i just loved *-Frail dreams-* it made me stop to catch my breath...Great Stuff...


On Friday January 2nd, 2004, xX pretty vacant Xx (80) writes:
yeah i also really liked "frail dreams". very moving piece. well written.


On Monday December 29th, 2003, An Expired Member (3) writes:
I can feel your pain. I really like the simplicity to this piece.



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