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Author: pixie sticks
Fiction Rated: K - English - Angst - Published: 02-20-04 - Updated: 02-20-04 - id:1531103
I've lost
My innocence
The touch of skin
Making me tense
I rise
I fly
I fall
I die
We lost ourselves
To the eternity slept
No one saw
But I still wept
Clouded windows
We cannot see
The things that we
Were supposed to be


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