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Sep 10
The past cannot be changed
  But then why
Does it repeat in my head
  Like a broken record

Running to forget
    But every step
Becomes a name
----Everything I regret
If I become fast enough
Can I match the speed
of which it disappeared?

The past cannot be changed
   But then why
Has my mind become a graveyard
  of all my thoughts buried
Because it kept changing you
Esme Calder
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Esme Calder
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