MEMORIES,WORDS,STORIES
Some-times I read.........What has been wrote.......
Then I bleed....
With the words that were spoke.....
Then I go back,into my memories....
To recall the past.....
Words turn to stories......
Ohhh so fast......
So I just read.......
Some-times I don't understand.....
It might make me bleed.....
But I reach out my hand.....
I feel some-thing there.....
I can feel it... but is it real....
The words, the words.... say I care......
But the words can steal.......
Everlasting thoughts and words i read.....
All seem to melt into memories.....
Cuts, wound, and bruise you... to bleed......
These are the words stories........
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