first love is the hardest to forget about
January 16, 2017
around, all around, the dark memories
my dread grows as the pain of your words fall against my chest.
it wounds me, and darkly my essence drips to the cold, uncaring marble.
in a haze of shock, i call your name.
while my nightmare takes me.
now alone, my soul falls upon uncaring eyes.
this is your love.
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