Your voice is deep
your words cut deep
you are always on my mind
day and night,
you give me so much fright,
I weep throughout the night
I pray for your memories
to leave me,
but the years are still yours
I'm alone crying on my pillow
outside my window
I see a big willow tree
it looked as lonely as me.
-Judy Emery © 1983 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MEMORIES
PoetryMemories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.
