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Bury my memory

by creepshow

Member since 2006 · Posted 27 Jul 2006 · 1 comment

Etched in, Burned and cinged in my flesh. My memory is tainted with the image of you. Haunting my running thoughts. Fear was my obstacle coming through, All my life one after another, you and you, this and that... Now when my blurred vision comes into realistic clarity, I shudder at the apparition that stares back, into me, my soul, it won't let go. Never, Ever. The image that feeds off of my emotions...

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[6] Dovina 27-Jul-06/3:10 PM Reply
It Won’t Stay Buried

Etched in my flesh,
burned in my brain,
tainted memory,
the image of you.

Haunting thoughts,
one after another,
you and you.


When blurred vision comes clear,
I shudder at the apparition,
staring back,
into me,
into my soul.

it won't let go.
Never,
Ever.