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memories of the past
#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood, are something I replaced, but when I was little there was no chalk and my father heard voices that would talk, my childhood was very bad in fact most people it would make them sad sucks to know that I did not have a father who loved me and memories that last all I have is bad memories and Trauma from the past. a father who was not sane...
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood, are something I replaced, but when I was little there was no chalk and my father heard voices that would talk, my childhood was very bad in fact most people it would make them sad sucks to know that I did not have a father who loved me and memories that last all I have is bad memories and Trauma from the past. a father who was not sane...
