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Dec 2018
If only we could change the past
Change a memory, a regret, and make things last
Forget my sins and I’d forget yours
The pain and tragedy that seeped through my pores
The memories of you crying about the pain in your chest
The deadly beast of grief that gave you no rest
The scars on your body designing a hidden map  
To the fractured and broken Maple Tree that no longer held any sap
Its limbs twisted and decrepit, no life seeping through
Yet you still gave me your love and I gave my everything to you
A broken love built on a broken promise of sanity and security
A love derived of tenderness and heartfelt intimacy
But it wasn’t enough
What once was a life to eternity became a bluff
I don’t hate you, but I do
I don’t love you, but I do.
The hidden map became a throbbing globe
Each piece connecting to the next leading to a tree only I know
The tree no longer exists what stands in its place is nothing but ash
They tell me you didn’t suffer the drugs made it fast
If I could go back in time I wouldn’t
I wouldn’t change the broken crescent of your smile, I couldn’t
I wouldn’t change the way your eyes sparkled under the stars
I wouldn’t change the way we dreamed to make a place in this world ours
At least this is what I want to say because I know I would
I would forget your name if I only could
I would forget that your favorite color was gray
I would forget the way you used to say everything will be okay
I would forget you because it’s too hard to remember
What could have been and what was until that fateful December;
Shakia
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Shakia
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