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Lingering Sight

Casting this hope out unto silence
I want to beilive there is
Something out there for me
Patches of memories that slowly fade
Yet still remain
We cling so dearly to the past
Wanting so desperetly for it to last
It is all we know
All we allow to analyze
Tears fall inside of me
On the outside I am dull and calmly broken
Mellowness is drowing out
My river of salted pain
The answer always lying somewhere
In these words
Not in our bodies
But within my skin and
Only in my own blind heart

Dec 1 1999