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[title] => Backwards Reflections
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[bodytext] => Feint the passion that leads me out the door, the passion that drags me on the floor. Singing songs of forever more, as we whistle the ends away. Clocks just pretty hands that move as reality becomes clearer then the news in HD. Miles and mountains of ignorance and subversion to divide me away from you. To still these moments together, the sands spilling on the floor. We don't even welcome each other at the door. Chains and bars dampen our million dollar views. Voices lost in crowds of white earbuds. Watching you walk away alone. Humanity we need you. Humanity we need you. Watching you walk away alone. Voices lost in crowds of white earbuds. Chains and bars dampen our million dollar views. We don't even welcome each other at the door anymore. To still these moments together, our sands spilling on the floor. Miles and mountains of ignorance and subversion has divided us away. Clocks just pretty memories that move as reality becomes clearer then the news in HD. Singing songs of forever more, as we whistle the ends away. Feint the passion that leads us out the door, the passion that drags us on the floor. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 43 [informant] => lostrelic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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