Forgetting (Wouldn’t it be nice)
by admin • December 15, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Thinking of you, Waxing Poetic • 0 Comments
I hate that I can still smell you on my skin Every step I take, thoughts of you lingering one behind Memories of your lips, invading my consciousness Anger bubbling so close beneath the surface That I may burst across the universe Leaving fragmented trails and flashes of light Illuminating the moments I can’t seem
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