Past Or Prior LivesA Poem by fleetingmemoryrandom thoughts about past lovers and the destruction of overthinkingPasts. Some days we look back on our lives and crave that old familiar face. The one that creeps up and looks back at us through our dreams. Memories…..That one person we can never let go of. The person who calls to us. The paths that intersected only for a short while. A craving to feel them again. A heart that yearns for what could have been. Pasts that haunt us and leave us lonely inside. Pasts that takes control of our minds. Pasts that seek to drive our souls insane. Pasts that
leaves destruction every which way.... Our minds consumed. © 2015 fleetingmemory |
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