

Memory GapThere is a festering wound where there once was joy,Memory Gap
lost somewhere within the bustling confines
of my memory gap. His fingers and my cries burned into the surface,
and the blazing flame that had once seemed so beautiful caused ash in its wake,
decomposing thoughts
once as clear
as the tears that bathed my mind in forgetfulness. My fragile heart
cannot remember to forget,
or compensate for its now
weighed-down crystal wings
that are much too heavy for flight.
Just adding to the pile.
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Are you sure it's supposed to be fuzzy? Cause I'm pretty sure metal shouldn't do that...
meow...
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"For those with wings, fly to your dreams"
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"For those with wings, fly to your dreams"
It only took me a bazillion years to answer your comment. Ha.
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"For those with wings, fly to your dreams"
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"For those with wings, fly to your dreams"
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