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Published: 2012-05-10 23:31:56 +0000 UTC; Views: 77; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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I keep finding pieces of youaround, like you were
a soldier in combat, got
blown to bits and
I've been recovering slowly
these fragments;
holding onto them, even if
that's taking it
too far. I guess
decomposing memories
are like rotted bodies;
no one wants to be near enough
to be doused
by the stench.








