Memories
Memories,
dance past the mist of my mind,
slowly, luring me away from the mankind.
Next to my dreams,
they feel, they love, they taunt.
Breathing like a parasite, they haunt.
Memories,
those wretched memories,
bleeding me, feeding me, those very memories.
lyrical and true...
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