Hallways of my memory

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As I strolled through the hallways of my memory

I glanced at the faded images on the walls

Unframed, unnumbered and unorganized

They had my name and droplet of my tears

Some were worn

Some were torn

Some were crushed

Some were erased

Some were written in a haze

No two pages were the same

Stolen, distorted

Rewritten, rebound

Tells a different story than my own

Deception, anguish, sorrow

Pages I'll never recover

Redeem

Reclaim

Stolen pages of my life are gone forever

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- Thomas © 2008

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