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Time slips
memories are lost to me
my dreams
i can no longer recall
i have slipped
right down through the cracks
the inspiration
that flowed through my veins
has bled out
the visions i always carried
have ran dry
the ghost of perfection
i can no longer hear
the anchor around my feet
keeps on dragging me down
i am more positive
than not
this time, in this empty field of thought
i will surely drown
I am really enjoying your entries some a bit dark and emotional, but they make very good reading 
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