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The Sting of Memory

February 15, 2009
By John Giesige BRONZE, Greendale, Wisconsin
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I saw it,
I felt it,
I smelled it,
and all because I held it.

This horrible
Thing,
This disgusting
parasite,
Held me captive at my will
and ate my alive

My life was done,
My future was cancelled
All my
plans,
dreams,
ambitions,
loves,
gone.

And all because of one choice,
One small idea
that popped into my head,
and grew,
grew until it just had to be done.

No more would I be happy,
No more would I hold strong,
No more would I be
Alive

The author's comments:
I sat down and wrote this in 20 minutes. Frankly, its quite depressing, but I am really a happy person. I was depressed, and writing this helped me get out of that fault and up onto the high ground I am usually on.
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