Dead Memory
Contributed by
shinji_kusa
on
Monday, 27th November 2006 @ 12:21:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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My first fear,
Was that you weren’t here,
Today,
I saw the toke,
Of smoke,
You blew in my face,
Inlayed,
Stutter it did not,
Like the memory you taught,
It would forever stay,
Your clothes lay on the floor,
Unmoving against my feet,
Their threads as thin as air,
Recollecting where they meet,
I can’t get rid of them,
These memories you left,
They’re burnt into my eyes,
Ill live with them,
For the rest of my life,
Until the day you rise.
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shinji_kusa
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2006-11-27 00:21:00] (Date/Time posted on
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