Skeletons
Sobbing with the pouring rain
I am lost in memories of what once took place. The past haunting me from within. Sins I threw into the deepest sea. Still return, taunting me. Secrets and lies eating my very soul. Crushing my spirt and belittles my goals.
Copyright © Debra Easterling | Year Posted 2015
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