Just a Memory
Squeeze the air right out my chest,
You always gave me your best.
Lap up the residue,
With your speech,
You always loved… like a leech.
Carve your initials into my bare frame,
Even in the light you’re still the same.
Infuse me with your wild fire,
Until,
I have nothing
left to give.
By: Sabina Nicole
Copyright © Sabina Nicole | Year Posted 2013
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