It’s what I do to go to sleep
Our memories run down my cheeks
I try to find who I am inside
But I look in the mirror and stare
Hoping to remind myself that I shouldn’t care
It really should not hurt this much
The secrets always left untouched
Are unraveling so easily
Right in front of me
And there’s nothing I can do
I think this is stunning, " Our memories run down my cheeks", unbelievable, so short, yet so pained! I'm a lover of dark writes, have so many in my little box of secrets.
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Very personal...
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Beautifully penned, So deep, touched my Heart.. Great Work... :-)
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