Past
I long for the past, to go back in time,
My heart is there, no fault of mine,
My future severed, my emotions dulled,
I washed you with love, to be answered with cold,
Now that your gone,
though the memories may fade,
Your hurtful words have planted bad seed,
Need to plough through this ground, turn over the rockery,
To be rid of the weeds, you planted with mockery,
I’m rewriting my history, sweeping the floor,
Ridding myself,
till you are no more,
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