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Boxes
Old boxes worn and dusty,
held ghosts grudgingly,
Graveyard of your history
Unpacked tonight selfishly
In sunset drifting slowly,
lamplight shedding boldly,
wildflowers of your memory
endulge your conscience sadly
Of desire begun so meekly,
surrender came so sweetly,
to end so discreetly
and packed in boxes neatly
5/12/02
held ghosts grudgingly,
Graveyard of your history
Unpacked tonight selfishly
In sunset drifting slowly,
lamplight shedding boldly,
wildflowers of your memory
endulge your conscience sadly
Of desire begun so meekly,
surrender came so sweetly,
to end so discreetly
and packed in boxes neatly
5/12/02
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Boxes
Boxes
