by Jeanine Canaris
Memories like quicksand
sinking deeper deeper down
till there gone,
.........and nothings around
do we remember everything we've done
in everything,
were we having fun
was it something good, or something bad
was it so scary
that you had to hide in the dark
when you die
will you leave a spark??
From:
Jeanine Canaris
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Last updated April 02, 2015