A MemoryA Poem by stargirl23I’ve dwelled for too long on this one past memory it gains significance each time I’ve made it a hyperbole a crumb from rotten fruit cake that at first appealed to me inundated in saliva it’s been changing slowly soggy, decayed, drained of flavor yet until sleep comes, it’s all I see © 2016 stargirl23Reviews
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