Rock hard

February 4, 2012
No matter how many layers,
I try to bury over it.
It always comes back,
Every time it comes back stronger.
Until no longer i can suppress it.
The pain, isn't stand-able,
much less the grief.
I pushed you away,
denied the truth,
and killed my soul.
I lost you.
I'm sorry





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