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Memories
I sat with pain for a conversation, it was a talk that touched every notion and dealt with my intuition. There's no escaping the inevitable, there is no blotting out the unforgettable, and memories of you are untouchable.
We are asked to forget the past but hold on to memories, it's like seeking the sane among the insane they are both the same. I felt my headache, and I saw my heart race but I couldn't give chase because it wandered without a trace.
Far from the fear of alimony the only picture I saw was a family, yet all I'm left with are memories, it hurts!
© Ddawnofpoetry7
We are asked to forget the past but hold on to memories, it's like seeking the sane among the insane they are both the same. I felt my headache, and I saw my heart race but I couldn't give chase because it wandered without a trace.
Far from the fear of alimony the only picture I saw was a family, yet all I'm left with are memories, it hurts!
© Ddawnofpoetry7
