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I Remember (Italian Sonnet)

I remember too well about falling.
And in my sleep, I said those words I hate
because all they brought me was pain and rage.
That look made me weak and left me crawling.
I thought “just maybe, ” so I kept stalling;
I recall crying when I heard that name
and I can never go back to that place;
I remember too well about falling.
So shall I cut your wrists and let you float?
on down a river filled with dead bodies;

filled with dead flesh, yet they all scream in pain.
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