Time is gone, forever lost
How do I bring it back?
It left my fingers in an instant
An appalling turn of events.
Burning memories engraved in my mind
They will never leave me.
Ever so tragic for it to be
Reminders of the past and present
Forgotten inside me.
Ten years or twenty
I can no longer count
There are far too many
Flying past me.
No more time for goodbyes.
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Pretty In Yellow
PoésieA bundle of poems that explore the tainted world of yellow that is my mind. I hope you can feel the emotions of despair, desire and delight I try to express through my words of poetry. "You are dripping in luminosity, The very definition of yellow."...
