Faded Roses

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Faded Roses

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Faded roses in the fading light.

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Makes me very sad. Reminds me of Mrs. Haversham.

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poietes

04/05/2013 at 11:37 am

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Damn, damn, damn……MISS Haversham. That’s the whole point.

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poietes

04/05/2013 at 11:38 am

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- Been so long since I read that I had to look it up… sad… lately I’ve noticed some things are gone, just gone, things that had been there, tucked away for so very long, so long I thought they were safe and hadn’t bothered to check up on them. And now – poof!
  
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  07/05/2013 at 2:53 pm
  
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  - Oh no. That’s why you don’t ever check, just keep telling yourself that it’s there somewhere…
    
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    poietes
    
    08/05/2013 at 3:34 am
  - It helps to have people around with shared memories. But it really shouldn’t be children as they seem to think your memory lapse is a sign of your impending simpledom… and I’m not entirely sure they are wrong…
    
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    11/05/2013 at 12:54 am

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