Memories Beyond the Door
I open this door no more
As my flesh burns to its core
My past now a past
Plethora of memories cast
That was me
My memories like an armed army
Broken and sad
And label me bad
The wrongs I committed
Are never ommited
The ladies whose hearts I broke
Yes, their wrongs a choke
The hurting friends I left
I wished you know how I felt
I held them too close
Too close to toss for a loss
Hurt!My anger so vehement
My eyes, a faithful rage element
They are gone...indelible...sore
To stay as memories beyond the
door
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