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Blue, green, sways of jade
Memories forecome, surface again
There coming back, moving on,
Jaded, dull, they've become
Rejected, worn, blinded by
Now they see, that time is to pass by
My soul, My memories
Do not forget
Regret, pride,
Moments..
Small..
Miniscule yet,
unforgetable
©2008-2009 ~Misery-pain-love
:iconmisery-pain-love:

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I don't know, I just don't feel like writing, but I forced myself to.. otherwse I may lose my touch like I did with drawing.

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:icontoaakatsuki:
I know what you mean. Writing something just for the sake of writing. :shrug:

I do like this though. Damn, I just really love the rhythm in all of your stuff.

--
The world is not beautiful; therefore it is. ~ Kino no Tabi

~ShortStackStories
~Amaranth-Portal
=RawEm0tion
:iconmisery-pain-love:
Strangely enough this WAS supposed to be about eyes and stuff.. but the ending didn't like that idea that much.

--
Love is a chemical imbalance in the brain.

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