Toast the MemoriesA Poem by perfectlyadapted...I remember all the flames the hurtful words that pointed and blamed that charred our fragile love I remember all the strife Could cut the tension with a knife would spread the misery on some bread made it better in your head to burn sadly those memories in a toaster oven given by your favorite cousin on our wedding day The night was cold despite the heat neither wanted to admit defeat who is right and who is wrong the familiar words of a radio song playing in my car while I drove away (I thought I'd left for good) They played our song All the sparks that flew a fireworks display for you all your pain, I never knew was floating in the water a toaster oven, meant for two was sinking to the bottom © 2011 perfectlyadaptedAuthor's Note
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Added on September 4, 2011 Last Updated on September 4, 2011 AuthorperfectlyadaptedTXAboutI'm just a college student trying to navigate my way through the world. I just started writing poetry a couple of months ago. I've started writing some sparse prose (I think they're more like vignette.. more..Writing
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