Unwanted Memories
I shall scream and shoutdrown the joyous echo
of my regal crown
I shall peel this skin
bleed away your touch
that I no longer need
I shall shed these tears
alone for many years to come
until they wither stone
and your grave it disappears
from my graveyard of mistakes
and none of you are left
But I can not forget...
Poetry by Karl-Johan
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Written on 2008-11-27 at 01:22
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