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Fading Reminiscence

To remember the ecstasy of a passion combined with beauty, is it better to have never had it, or to have and then lost it completely.
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This is my hell

In the blind chase of something else I allowed life to strip you from my fingers, and now I'm just mad at myself I guess. This is my hell...
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Innocence

Dear Life, I miss my innocence, My now absent bliss. I sit and I reminisce on when I…