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Visions of my past appear to me in my
Thoughts forgotten manifest themselves
Within the depths of my

Reason and logic cannot
The happenings within my

is nothing new; a habit long accustomed
Hours spend pondering my
Of and wrong

Piercing the silence of unspoken
makes its plea

Staring blankly a future unknown by all
Why I put through this endless torment?
I'll never

Wounds heal with time, or so we're
So what happens when time stands
stands still
Time stands
stands still