I want to be the echo
the powerful remains
of the last word
spoken
deeper than a memory
I want to be
that which becomes
a disturbing sensation
that stays in your brain
and cannot be named
and reminds you
that something was
lost in the chaos
you created
but you won’t know
what it was
you had your chance
you made your choice
you have to live
with me, the echo
Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 10:46 PM UTC
I want to be the echo
the powerful remains
of the last word
spoken
deeper than a memory
I want to be
that which becomes
a disturbing sensation
that stays in your brain
and cannot be named
and reminds you
that something was
lost in the chaos
you created
but you won’t know
what it was
you had your chance
you made your choice
you have to live
with me, the echo
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