A Blemish

After considerable scrubbing, my attempt is in vain

                      Black blotches in my memory of you
               Liturates my mind, still; It's too stubborn a stain
               Every time I mentally scrape off the charcoal hue
              Mud spatters all over it; besmirching it once again
           Images of us keep cluttering my mind, it never clears
         Stained, toxic memories of our failed love refuses to wane
                    Haunts me continually, after all these years



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Date written and posted: 08/21/2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Daniel Avatar
August 30, 2018 at 1:33 AM
Very well written memories of lost love, Edward:)
Ibeh Avatar
August 30, 2018 at 6:29 AM
Thank you so much, Jo!:-) Much obliged.
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