july 5, 2017
the memory of you was like a knife to my chest;
an image that my brain begged to forget.
but it was still there
it was always still there
and it will never let me go.
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july 5, 2017
the memory of you was like a knife to my chest;
an image that my brain begged to forget.
but it was still there
it was always still there
and it will never let me go.