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I Forfeit

Memories of yesterdays
Return from the grave
Dug deep with pain tolerated walls
Refusing to let emotion seep through
To surface from the depths of hell

Future tomorrows shall force emotions
Through the stone cold prison cell
Releasing fire and ice to roam
The farthest crooks of my being
Shedding light upon me
Revealing my deepest shadows.

But I shall not fight its proding,
Prying, inquisitive poking.
Its’ curiosity has me beat.
I forfeit.




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