Unravel your secrets.
Open up your mind.
Sing me a song.
Write me a line.
Children dance.
Adults laugh.
I cry.
These words,
Remind me of the past
The good times.
These words I barely remember,
Only a few words I can recall.
They can play on my mind
Like a small annoying child.
I hate that.
I cower in a corner,
And cry myself to sleep.
I awake and forget the good times.
They made me sad yesterday.
Now theyre gone.
Like you.
Thank God.















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