Beautiful memories,
Take me home,
I hate all the pressure,
And being alone.
Web of lies,
Stop the sound,
I hate seeing you go,
The past comes around.
The picture is perfect,
But my smile lies,
My heart speeds up,
And I can only see gray skies.
The promise I made,
I might not keep,
My dreams fade off,
Tonight,
There's no going to sleep.
I keep winding the clock,
Tick, To remember..
Tick, To dream..
Tock, To let go..
Azalea to bloom,
Crimson to burn,
I'm a memory to hold,
With stories to learn...
-Victoria Marie...
Goodbye to my true friend...
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Still The Same
PoetryIn the world of ink, I have lost myself. And now for the readers of the land, I have sworn my oath to pledge my words to all. I have now found my place, and this is where I'll stay. So even after all I have been through.... I'm Still The Same. *All...