Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Suppressing Lives

You asked me
If I ever think of the spirits in my past.
If I wonder of their lives, who they are, what's been missed.

But when someone is gone, I am capable of swallowing them whole.
Every memory, every word.

If I see you, i'll recognize you and consider you from a dream.

You're not mine,
Just crossing paths in time.

No I don't rewind.

She said, "You literally forgive and forget."


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