Can I forget
before it is
even a memory?
This day
a hideous
thumbprint
left on my soul.
Turn heaven
backwards
to leave you
unwritten.
That I could
return to
my wish
before you
became
my reality.
I plead
renew
my heart
before it is
condemned.
©Susie Clevenger 2011
before it is
even a memory?
This day
a hideous
thumbprint
left on my soul.
Turn heaven
backwards
to leave you
unwritten.
That I could
return to
my wish
before you
became
my reality.
I plead
renew
my heart
before it is
condemned.
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