the words of a circu$freak


a ghost of something alive
July 12, 2007, 1:35 pm
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To me, you’re still there,
Where I last knew you.
You’re standing right here infront of me,
But I don’t know you.
You’re right here, over there,
I see you but I don’t know where you are
Or how you got there.
I remember you,
But do you remember me?


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