A Drive for Brick Walls

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Then straight into, the yellow brick road;

memories, lost, crashed into potholes-

memory lane, without it’s soul;

thoughts on the sidelines, and each just skin and bones-

struggling to remember everything hence told-

good memories down cortersacks, and torn asunder-

like thoughts going through one ear, and coming out the other…

Copyrightcopyright April 19, 2014

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