It doesn’t hurt as much
To look nowadays
But I’ll admit
That I don’t too often
As some of the things
We got up to back then
Are probably
Best forgotten
Polaroid Memories
I can no
longer
look at
at your
face
My
eyes I
have to
sheathe
For
tears
begin
to flow
at pace
And I
can no
longer
breathe
(Originally Posted 28.11.2019)
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