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Photos no Memory

Its getting so hard for me to think of you now. I look back and I cant see your face or imagine your voice. I look at a picture of you and I second guess myself. Is it you? Could it truly be? My breath falls back; how could a feeling of such strong devotion fall down to a picture that doesnt even recognize you? Im falling now. I cant see you anymore. Your words, once my holy law, fall down into the shadows of the fires which consume. I stretch now; beat myself for not knowing your sweet eyes, your soft touch. My heart bleeds not only life but death. Let your blood drench me if only to remember your face; your kiss. I breathe, yet, releases me no air. I swallow; choke. No remembrance; does that mean forget?





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project827 said...
Mar. 21, 2009 at 1:11 am
kinda cryptic, but i like your writing. The whole poem was kind of an over-reaction, and I think you could put your good writing skills to better topics. but thats just me. yay!
 
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