skellett

skellett

Browns Plains, Australia

forgetting you

I ache for you no longer
Ironically it seems
For you and i, my love
Were nothing but a dream.

I no longer answer to your call
But run from the dastardly tone
For with it comes bitter memories
That i would rather leave alone.

There is no cloud hanging over me
No more burden for me to bare
No bitterness inside my heart
Screaming out that “it’s not fair!

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