Tainted Memories
All of these memories
Can never be erased
All the good times turn to bad
Gold fades to black as you turn away
All of the memories you tainted
Tainted with sadness
Tainted with regret
Tainted with depression
You stole my heart
Filled it with false love
Then left it to wither away in the wind
Slowly but surely
I's dead
Copyright © Sarah Culbertson | Year Posted 2014
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