memory is the sharpest blade

A Poem by Jovilious

what happened

you ask

and the soft green of her eyes darkens

her heart sinks

and her thoughts are plagued

with the sharp knife of memory

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beautiful and spoken clearly. this has been through some trauma. nice poem!

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Added on October 22, 2019
Last Updated on December 4, 2019

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cannot compute

to much to ask