memory of you
Oh darling
i am so frightened
the oxygen has escaped my lungs
this happens quite often
daily as you know
you used to hold me
kiss away the
chill- spurring
fear- thriving
thoughts
But now i have nothing
but now all i have left
are -frigid- disgruntles sheets
and the memory of you
the day you walked away
B.M.B
This poem is about:
Me
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