| past | ||||||||
| You would not know me now My spirit changed somehow Something missing deep inside Where now only bitterness resides Stoked by prods of longing Refueled each lonely night For so long now I have hated you Highly underrated you Sworn my vengeance on your soul Done my best to keep control Urged onward by the pain you caused And the innocence you stole But nightmares sudden change to dreams And anger slowly loses means Thoughts begin to crowd my mind Memories once lost I find Secrets once I strove to hide A past I thought by now had died Heather Dawn Morrison |
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| back to the tragic years | ||||||||
| beautiful tragedy HOME | ||||||||