Past Memories

by K   Feb 20, 2007


Her heart breaks by the sound of his voice,
Everything that happened,
She had no choice.
He decides it's time to talk,
She can't ever forget the time he walked.
Leaving her there,
Crying on the floor.
Leaving her there,
Dying by the door.
Too many words were left unsaid.
The next morning,
She was almost dead in their bed.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Independence Forever

    Very sad, a played over emotion over and over. we cannot get used to it or enjoy it.

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