Oh The Games… Old pain starts infringing. Old scars still are singeing. A new life starts unhinging. New tears for an old day. No mercy comes our way. Oh the games our minds play. Share this:PrintFacebookTwitterEmailMoreRedditPinterestTumblrLinkedInPocketLike this:Like Loading... Related
Echoes of my own mind…
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i see someone trying to move on but can’t give up the past..poignant words
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Thanks for visiting…
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