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So much time has gone by that
I don't even know where to start
Sorting through all these feelings,
The tangled mess, a mixture of hope and despair.

The only thing left to do
Is to turn my back now,
And just walk away
From all of these haunting memories...



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On Saturday April 7th, 2007, Aunty Depressant (662) writes:
I have boxes of pictures I can't go through, and cringe when other women want me to join scrapbooking groups. I just hide them under my bed. Still a bit too raw. They bring back the feelings.


On Thursday January 5th, 2006, An Expired Member (34) writes:
Its an illusion we all have and want.. to just escape and be numb, forget the painful memories.. we all like to pretend, but it never disapears... I much like it, although I advise a thesaurus, I do the same in repeating words, and there are so many..


On Thursday January 5th, 2006, An Expired Member (34) writes:
Simple cliffhanger..incompleteness..


On Tuesday May 10th, 2005, Elise (263) writes:
The memories hold so much, such a true writing.


On Monday May 9th, 2005, An Expired Member (21) writes:
'a mixture of hope and despair' describes it so well. great job


On Monday May 9th, 2005, Serenity (592) writes:
Lovely write! I love your work :)



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