Dear Memory,
Too much of anything
Is no good
And you've done it
You've finally done it
Static
Static
Static
My heart is beating
And yet I feel dead
My heart is beating
And yet I can't seem to feel it
Like a broken radio
No feeling
Just numb
At first
It's nothing
And then
It begins
The numbness overtakes
And only pain
Gives the relief
That you can't
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Dear Memory
PoetryI hate memories. They hurt worse than the actual incident. Poetic writings of a person who loves memories as much as they hate them.
