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Once opon a midnight dream,

When memories colided,

Like an open stream. . .

When night broke to day,

and when we were still,

a loving team?

Remember the times,

Way back when,

when we were so close?

And you could still be seen? 
Posted: 2010-01-31 19:21:57 UTC

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2010-02-04 13:52:49essie
ahh... sounds sad...

2010-02-07 21:20:55*+*+barbed+*+*wire*+*+*
thanks, i was going for the feel of those nightmares you get when one of your loved ones dies or goes away.