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By Just Some Girl Date: 2002 Apr 25 Comment on this Work [[2002.04.25.18.19.5714]] |
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If I walked through your door (spritely, though aged) you'd not recognize who I've become... (I am no longer the one) Pulling at the trinkets on your mantle (Skeletons and old photos haunt you still) you regress into the shadow of those days we knew. Do the girls sing to you still from behind the curtain? I am no longer the one. |