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Don't let me forget
I am scared I will forget you.
Forget your voice.
Forget your face.
Forget your smell.
Forget each moment.
I walk on with my heart lodged in my throat. Wondering when it will make me choke.
But how can I choke on a broken heart?
It's been in pieces since we have been apart.
Sunday 29th August 2021 10:20 am
Dear Death
Why must you? If I could just understand the reasons for your soul-reaping hand.
Who decided the time was up? Or that we must endure this grief? Tell me, Death- Do you enjoy your role as loves thief?
You broke my heart into pieces a few times before and now you've done it once more.
I'm not sure I can forgive you for such dark spite because you've taken my world and turned out its ligh...
Wednesday 25th August 2021 12:03 pm
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