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My memories are fractured
and broken like shards of glass. Slivers of pain pierce my mind old memories best forgotten still haunting me. Sifting through the caverns of my mind they hang like cobwebs clinging getting tangled but never pulling free. Haunting me through out the night I try to break free from the sight to just be me is my only plea.
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