Shadows in the sun Filter through us Still wrestle the demons that arrested me as a child Confession rejected We grow up To give up People step on the cracks for wounds owed paid back Through the words of surrender Emptiness Loneliness Listlessness Worthless I feel it on the inside Twisting and contorting Memory has shaped me once again Still feel you on the inside Biting through and stinging Will I ever forget to remember?
Posted on: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 09:36:03 +0000
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