We look back at our memories now.
Places in our mind, trapped behind, incoherent thoughts that leave scars on our hearts.
Pretending that it was far, the world we left behind, shattered, broken, bent in time.
Realizing it wasn’t long ago our bodies left our hearts behind.
Pictures we picked up and placed back down. Somehow seem to haunt us now.
If only if we could walk away, from a life that wasn’t meant to stay.
Distants thoughts that flood me now. I hope someday will fade away.
Melissa Stein 
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