I close my eyes for a moments time, and all I see is lost memories of mine.
ones I've locked away to never speak of.
ones I cherish, and hug to my heart wrapped with a chain, and secured with a lock.
In which I hold the key that no one will find to these painful memories I have deep inside.
The hurt, and pain they have created is enough to make any one go insane.
things people done l. the lies that were told. The rumors they spread, but that's OK, because whoever done me wrong will get the wrath of God's hands. that's worse than any thing they could have done to me.
they laugh now, and think its funny, but inside, I no they'll hurt more than I did , and worse could possibly happen to them I have no clue. I'm not the one that tries to decide what happens to people.
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©bodacious
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