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by Indian Comma Bean Aug 17, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Emotion drips off placid skin, Glazed eyes capture time. Lies fill the walls with photographs, Promises lie bloodied in the mind. Empty spaces cast a shadow, While the pain begins to decorate. Memories sketch a tragedy, Yet the feeling remains numb. Weeping nights begin to fade, As the heart forgets the past. Dreams write stories to be lost, Nightmares walk the streets with us.