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Shades

By silver

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It just keeps coming back, No matter what I do. The endless question in my mind, Uncertanty haunts my movements, I hesitate before I speak. Trembling slightly I run my hand, Down your face, Because I cannot tell what is real. All those diffrent shades of colour, The reds have begun to fade, I don't know what is real. For I live in my memory, My mind... Maybe it is just, A shade of the past, A memory, Of emotion.not very good so i want all the suggestions possiible please... Written February 13th, 2002 © on Feb 14 2002 10:32 AM PST   0 • 10

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