Memory
Deep in the darkest part of my head,
there is a memory of what you once said,
it sits there alone in the shadows of depth,
a memory of you that I have kept,
it wants to come out of this dark scary place,
but it is a memory I could never erase,
it sits there alone through night and day,
listening to everything I hear and say,
I want it to leave and never come back,
to leave me alone, the feeling if sadness to go away,
so that I can once again see the light of day.
by Jamie Wilson
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