Forever Memorialized
Onto this blank page mascara did drip
Words hid within me, refused to appear
My unbreakable heart has now a chip
Wanted not this, reality my fear,
Swiftly, slyly, it took control of you
On this page, words, not able to gather
This memory so strongly hated, true
To write, free my feelings, I do rather.
Six feet under, forever you will lie
That day, that day, I remember too well
Sunny and bright, turned gray with clouds, cry,
Here on this tear stained page words do not dwell
Like a dog, emotions stray from this page
Building and building, wishing to write, rage.
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