Memories
Let the water pour down my face
Let me come out pure and uncontaminated
Free me from my hatred
Of those painful memories
Burning the feelings of agony into my mind
No I am not fine
I am hiding in a forest of regrets
Never being able to forget
Those moments
With him,
With her,
With you
Those memories will cut through
My sensitive skin
Let the blood pour out from within
Let me scream out my apologies
Those memories are all I have
Leading me down a broken path
With all my bad history
Just let me take this bath
To abandon the misery
- The Everlasting Thoughts of a Stargazer
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