Thursday, September 22, 2011
Hello Persephone
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Fever or forgotten wings
Heard your voice
in forgotten mementos
and you've become human
to me again.
Life haunts
as if resurrected
but it never really ended.
You never really died,
only your shell of pain
cracked open
wide enough to crawl out
and it was high time
that you did.
Then we all watched
the seasons of our grief.
I really do miss your voice.
- Ceres
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