Blood and Memories


The blood of memories seeps through my heart,

Burning it, destroying it,

Making it pay,

For the demons it faced.

The love of all things past leaves my mind,

In ruins, lost,

For why would I care,

About those that left?

The memories of smiles strike me like iron,

A lightning bolt of despair,

Killing me, destroying me inside,

For what is a smile,

But what I have become?

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