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Mar 2019
Our minds are not to be trusted
We are built with hammer and nail
The good shined and the bad rusted
What we think, it is a betrayal

What we forget we hope to remember
What we remember we hope to forgive
There is only one thing and that is her
The only one thing I know I can’t outlive

Haunting and hovering above like a cloud
Forever visible but impossible to touch
My heart is tied my soul is bound
All I long for is to hold you, an impossible clutch

I can’t feel this anymore, it kills the hope
I rifle, claw through the ashes, but still no luck
Why does is it so impossible to cope?
The overseer arrives and into my head pluck

Wasting away into a hollow vessel
Memory has become malice
I struggle with the feeling, a wrestle
But all I can do is drink from this poison chalice
Khyle Manby-Evans
Written by
Khyle Manby-Evans  26/M/Shrewsbury, UK
(26/M/Shrewsbury, UK)   
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   Em MacKenzie
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