No...
I can't.
It isn't possible.
This can't be happening to me.
This thing,
This thing of dread.
Its all coming back to me.
My past.
My present.
Those things I wish I just,
Forget.
Hurt,
Sadness.
All there to see.
My laughter,
My tears.
The world can see.
This isn't possible.
I thought I locked
Them far away.
But no...
Here they come,
Out and about.
To dance along side me,
In this world of mine.
Go away memories,
I want you no more.
Die along with my family,
In this world of woe.
Leave my side,
And let me move on.
Dance another dance,
With another partner.
Good bye,
Horrid memories.
I bid thee farewell.
Good bye,
My past and present.
Good bye,
Good bye...
Author notes
I finally think I got outta my rut... just read? I'll get back to commenting pronto... KK!?
What do you think?
Comments
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it was pretty good i like secret number nine more
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the past doesn't always have to reflect the present. Yet somehow it returns to haunt our lives when we least expect it. Try looking at it as a reminder of what not to do
Joe
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Hmmm... this is a powerful write, but there is one spelling mistake, as far as I'm aware... alongside is one word, but knowing MY spelling skills, I'm probably wrong!
Um... I think It would flow easier if you didn't put in so many commas, cos it kinda breaks up the lines, but other than that, i liked this very much.
Keep the pen going.
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