Memories creep into my mind
Taking me back in time
The bad memories hurt
But the good are worse.
I remember what i have lost
Treasure it i will not
As it leaves an ache in my chest
Everyday my mind is a bigger mess.
Memories...
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Broken Minds
PoésieThe broken hearted, the absent minded, the invisible and hurt. We are all broken in some way.
