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Faded Memories
There's something on my mind-
Weighing me down-
Though only a feeling-
It seems like a crown-
Not of silver, nor of gold-
Not of horn, nor of bone-
Not with jewels, or any metal-
Not of branches or thorn-
Though of what?-
Not quite sure-
But it's something I treasure-
Now, if i could only remember
Weighing me down-
Though only a feeling-
It seems like a crown-
Not of silver, nor of gold-
Not of horn, nor of bone-
Not with jewels, or any metal-
Not of branches or thorn-
Though of what?-
Not quite sure-
But it's something I treasure-
Now, if i could only remember
Published 1st Sep 2017
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Anonymous
3rd Sep 2017 7:52pm
The weight of a love we try to forget is a crown which has us bleed the most...at least this is what I felt your crown to be...
xoxo Taryn
xoxo Taryn
