Dashed
Memories from days of old
Rise up in my mind
There are to many times
In to many places
Where memories combine
With to many faces
There once was a time
When I was young
When everything was beautiful
It feels now
Like I've lived
A thousand years
Those memories are gone
I've gone to battle
With an empty heart
The enemy once more
Days of old
And days of yore
Have taken control of my mind
I no longer
Know the good from bad
Just memories controlled.
Copyright © Nathan Meerdink | Year Posted 2014
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