28th May 2007

Coming Back To Life

By Incorrigible Introvert

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime

I took a heavenly ride through silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I wouldn't pretend I have a worthy tale to tell, I have only the ramifications of a twisted mind to sell.

It's been 3 years, 2 months since this was posted. Stashed up as The Diary of a Fugitive.

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