Revelling in
bygone memories....
Those anticipations,
pounding heart;
Remembering,
I let out a silent cry....
This twisted fate
has tipped me over the edge.
It's so hard...
Hard to remember,
Even Harder to
Forget.
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Poetry Collection 1
PoésieWhenever I feel down or spirits risen up, I voice my joys, my longings, my hopes into words that craft a true man's penmanship *Top 20 winner of the Poetry Contest
