Memories haunt me.
The painful things of the past.
Memories are a stand still.
In time moving so fast.
The death the tears.
You relive them all.
I need my mind wiped clear.
It into madness I'll fall.
I don't wish to look.
I don't want to see.
To look back and remember.
What all has happened to me.
So ill seal them away.
Deep into my mind.
Never again to be seen.
By the likes of mankind.
But there not all bad.
Some I still hold dear.
Should I seal them to.
Because of my fear.
No I shall not.
I know what to do.
Separate good from bad.
And bid the bad adue.
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 11:07 AM UTC
Memories haunt me.
The painful things of the past.
Memories are a stand still.
In time moving so fast.
The death the tears.
You relive them all.
I need my mind wiped clear.
It into madness I'll fall.
I don't wish to look.
I don't want to see.
To look back and remember.
What all has happened to me.
So ill seal them away.
Deep into my mind.
Never again to be seen.
By the likes of mankind.
But there not all bad.
Some I still hold dear.
Should I seal them to.
Because of my fear.
No I shall not.
I know what to do.
Separate good from bad.
And bid the bad adue.
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