often tempted are my senses with memories tied
to sight, sound, smells
pleasant, lovely recollections twist me
sicken me from gut to mind
what was to be is shattered, broken
fragments still discernible as a whole
making the fractured dreams merely pain
sorrow sweetly sown unawares
back then
Jun 23, 2010
Jun 23, 2010 at 8:46 AM UTC
often tempted are my senses with memories tied
to sight, sound, smells
pleasant, lovely recollections twist me
sicken me from gut to mind
what was to be is shattered, broken
fragments still discernible as a whole
making the fractured dreams merely pain
sorrow sweetly sown unawares
back then
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