Musings
Why does the past haunt me? Where here I devout to change it, mask it, where past left me behind. Mind plays endless games I am amused they do not drown themselves Images altogether dreamy like an enchanted slide show of death and destruction but stop they do not know remembered sorrows never relived pitiless forsaken dreams relentless fear solicitous tests while present dies So here my mind will rot as my crossbow of my gun is laid to rest my past is relevant but not that carefulWhat do you think of the last line? I don't like it Written September 16th, 2001 © on Sep 16 2001 12:12 PM PST 10 • 0
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"Why does the past haunt me? Where here I devout to change it, mask it, where past left me behind. Mind plays endless games I am amused they do not drown themselves Images altogether dreamy like an enchanted slide show of death and destruction but stop they do not know remembered sorrows never relived pitiless forsaken dreams relentless fear solicitous tests while present dies So here my mind will rot as my crossbow of my gun is laid to rest my past is relevant but not that carefulWhat do you think of the last line? I don't like it..."