I'm the memory you have forgotten.
'Twas like having wings to brag about;
But the wings turned to chains.
Chains that climed up to my neck, choking me to death.
D.L.D.B.
YOU ARE READING
Mnemosyne
PoesiaCollection of poems and other literary pieces I've created. Please, no thievery. You, clearly, know what I mean. P.S. The photos are mine. Bear with my penmanship. Lol.
