« groan, moan, sigh...»
≈ My Memories ≈
Crashing against my guarded walls in fury;
Threatening to take it down completely,
Are my M E M O R I E S
Their W O R D S
And my T H O U G H T S about it all.
One by one,
The bricks fall
From my hastily built-up wall;
My memories threaten to escape
In the form
Of salt-flavoured tears.
Showing all my U N K N O W N
U
N
T
O
L
D
Fears.
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