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Her Memory

I once had a treasure, beauty you cannot measure
But her curt stuff hurt enough that I've forgot pleasure
Breaking, distraught, I wish I could unleash my full wrath
For shaking my thoughts and making me walk on the fool's path
These days she likes to prey and lurk on my way to work
I envision my desired prize, her tired eyes slay my smirks
When I catch glimpses it's always the same expression
Her pupils hold her wishes, covering tame aggression
Her shrouded physique hidden in an aura of clouded mystique
Slits my bliss, but my lips still wish to crowd on her cheek
All day fragments of things she said constantly sting my head
Bring out tears to encase my eyes in a ring of red
My ethereal apparition, causes arterial aneurysms
Only want to be haunted cause of my material cataclysms
My mental plaques attract attacks on my brain, relentless
Try to stop the pain to end this but the drain is endless
This past romance leaves no chance to recover energy
My uncovered enemy is my lost lover's memory
Despite my suffering at night know that she'll be missed
As I forget her and she becomes surreal in mist
Written by Dono
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