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This is a poem I wrote about a year ago.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 69 - Published: 06-23-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2536144
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Why does everything precious slip away?
Like trying to catch some with your hands,
so all that's left are memories.
Why does everything precious end like the day?
Like a sunset with its burning brands,
so all that's left is a fading mystery.
Why does everything precious fade away?
Like a dream you try to catch from dream land,
only to awake and find nothing but fantasies.
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