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By it dosent matter Date: 2003 Feb 01 Comment on this Work [[2003.02.01.21.56.19148]] |
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with these keys tapping gently to the night will i open locks held so fast far too tight rusted with tears for what ever was frozen held with fears of never could and into this i will type my words to free a soul of its misery piled slow with wasted years layers of hope crushed too fine ever to place whole once more say that one such as i would care is far more easier than just to show yet as you feel as you read of this tonight without a doubt there is one thinkin only of you that would read of what my keys will type in this time before dawns light that will finally break this part that slow decays and give one back a wished for life give you back only what is so very right with simple words as you will see that only in yourself must you believe and only needs in that must you like what you see |