Feb 2019
Memories like glass,
Carving images into my brain.
Tattooing them there,
Forever.
Never forgetting,
What happened.
My mind is playing them on loop,
Over and over.
Until the day my heart stops.
Carving images into my brain.
Tattooing them there,
Forever.
Never forgetting,
What happened.
My mind is playing them on loop,
Over and over.
Until the day my heart stops.
(18/F/Ireland)
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