Saturday, April 6, 2019

Memories 01/25/2019


I lay awake into the night
Hiding away from the light
All alone, I lay in bed
As all these thoughts roam my head

Memories of times long past
Dance before my eyes so fast
Crimson, Silver, Blue, and Gold
All fade away and turn cold

These thoughts do not seem kind
As they dance thru my mind
These cold memories that I possess
Are very hard to express

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