My past haunts me through my dreams.
There're filled with fire and tortured screams,
Deformed memories of the the things I can't undo,
And horrible thoughts of what I used to do.
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Things I cannot run from, because their everywhere. Secrets I can't tell, cause even I don't know. A black box, for some reason, I cannot let go. A great outburst and a very beautifully writte. Especially the three lines I posted here :) .
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