My Release

by Briana   Aug 9, 2006


The words I coordinate
Weave together
Like a masterpiece

Seems engraved in stone
These memories refuse to
Let me be

The ink is spilled unto paper
My mind illuminating sensation
It's a release

I can't remove my past
But I can write
Of my future

I mustn't turn my head
But set my heart
On my journey ahead

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