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Dec 2014
I washed it away,
I cried it away,
I willed it away,
And yet they stay,
Clawing from the inside
The memories,
The memories that will forever
Break my soul,
The shame,
The self hatred,
Oh but the cruel, cruel, memories
They remain inside
They crawl over me in nightmares
And never seem to fade,
Existing only to destroy
Only here to mock me,
And how it works,
For in the pit of despair
I see them
And my skin wants to tear
And my innards turn out
Oh evil past
Why won't you go
I begged
And I prayed
And I sulked
And yet still unmoved they stay
To torture,
To oppress,
To forever keep me
Regretting,
To forever keep me
Hurting,
One day I vow to forget
But for now I am haunted,
Haunted by a girl
Who was me
And not me,
Who acted like a beast
But felt like a prisoner
Oh and the aching returns
And churns my very chest,
It impales me with such suffrage
To remember,
To remember the memories.
Josh if you see it, this is kinda what was on my mind during our talk last night. I'm sorry.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
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