i still remember the memories
vivid, sharp and jagged
bloated and festering
like a million flies and maggots
and i still weep sometimes
but im no longer a slave to sadness
and when i think of you now
my heart no longer suffers the madness
see i was in love with you
would have died for you
traveled every point on the atlas
then i became inflamed with you
deranged with you
wished evil upon you, the blackest
but now thats changed
been all rearranged
love is alive and active
i cant hate anymore
too much to explore
now that i've met Hagit
Author notes
Option (6)
Hagit is a someones name...
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hmm. this is good i love the imagery of a slave and sharp and jagged. but then the end totally turns it around and leaves yiu thinking wanting to know more, which is good. it sortof reminds me of a diamonte like how its opposite at the end. with the beginning all sad and by then end you're like, ah, its impossible to be sad now.
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Just so painful and deep, the tears and love, the heart that you shed, being more stronger now at things
This is like a song too for me
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refreshing, hopeful, reassuring.........exhale.
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