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STILL NOT TITLED


	A SCOURNED SOUL SUFFOCATINGT UNDER SUFFERING INFLICTED BY UNDEVELOPED PHOTOGRAFIC MEMORIES OF LONG LATE NIGHT TALKS ABOUT LIFE,DEATH AND EVVERYTHING IN BETWEEN. A SHATTERED DREAM OF A RELATIONSHIP NEVER TO BE UNREALIZED FANTASIES CONSISTING OF REASSURING HUGS AND FOREHEAD KISSES OF LOVE WHILE BEING TOLD ALL WIL BE OK NO,ALL WILL BE OK MOURNING THE LOSS OF HER BRUSHING MY HAIR WHILE I STARE OFF AT SOME UNKNOWN HORIZON PEACEFULLY KNOWINGI AM IN LOVING HANDS WHAE I CAN DEPEND ON AND CALL HOME ANYTIME DAY OR NIGHT WAITING TO BE RESCUED BY A HERION NAMED MOMMY NOT KNOWING HER CAPE HAD TEARS AND HER POWERS HAS BEEN EXTINGUISED MANY TEARS AGO BY AFFLICTING I WOULD SOON COME TO BEAR WITH HER DEATH CAME A LITTLE GIRLS PASSING INTO A WORLD DEVOID OF HOPE AND FAITH IN DREAMS COMING TRUE A CRUEL WORLD WHERE UNFAIRNESS THRIVED AND HAPPINESS UNACHIEVABLY DANGLED ON A STRING JUST OUT OF REACH BUT NOW A COOL GENTLE BREEZR OF COMPASSION AND FORGIVENESS ENCOMPASSES THIS LITTLE GIRL AS THE STRING DANGLES ON HER FINGERTIPS AND THE MOON AND THE STARS SING THEY'RE DREAMY SONG OF HOPE AND THINGS TO COME. BY A WOMAN FOREVER IN MY HEART BROOKE