Our Final Moments
- Stephanie Bishop
- Apr 6, 2017
- 1 min read
I've always said
“My home is your home”
but now you're not
Welcomed.
Not today nor the next, you're gone
Nonexistent in
my life anymore
Inferior invisible. A
Fading memory of all the
good turned to bad. Take
all the gifts, the
expensive ones too, before I
break them, burn them. The fire on my hands...
Destruction.
Snapping the Ray Bans in half,
Throwing that ring into the flowing river,
the cold water dragging and ripping the metal by the power of the element.
Erase what once was. For all the good is
Forgotten.
Never remembered ever again.
All is lost and it's all
your
Fault…
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