They say not to dwell on the past,
When the past is all I can see,
That one single day when everything went wrong,
And I just can't get a good look past it.
It's blinding my vision,
And I just can't think straight,
It's impossible to even try,
And yet every little thing reminds me of it:
Of that one memory buried alive.
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Author:
Eeva (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 30th, 2016 14:21
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
very powerful
YES indeed EVA ~ Dead memories we can bear ~ BUT ~ those that are buried alive ~ haunt us for ever. Thanks fir sharing BRIAN
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