Wounded
By littlepunk81
@littlepunk81 (21)
Canada
July 6, 2008 12:01am CST
The beast
That is your memory
Rips through my mind
Tearing and destroying
Every emotion that it finds
Taking my heart hostage
To all that was you
For a ransom full of tears
And a loss of what to do
Missing all the spaces
Where you used to be
And trying to convince myself
Its okay being free
But every day a tear is shed
While a memory of you is lost
Because the lessons all have a price
And each experience a cost.
copywrited 2008.
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