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Storms of Echoes
I'm over crowded by this Hell
it feeds me with emotions
that's impossible to hold inside
Yet, the crying out eludes my mind,
I try to enter into the sense
understanding and time of this thing
all fade before my eyes are open
before the numbers are counted,
Echoes shatter my illusions now
no more playtime, only thunder
to my ears which gather storms
as each minute passes into
A fading second...
B...
Written 4th June 2006
Storms of Echoes
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