frozen memories
thawing in heat of your love
then coming across
faces behind the fair mask
trust hits indelible rocks
pain oozes out of
crevices in subconscious
flowing over thoughts
How do I convince my soul
it will not be hurt again
permanence of scars
spreads dark ink on fluttering
pages of the soul
I always meet antigods
in the guise of erasers
Thanks for sharing!
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You’re welcome, Reena!
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I guess the font color doesn’t go with your theme.
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Yeah, I had it set to Halloween, need to change it asap.
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