MemoriesA Poem by SkyeThey linger too close for comfortSweeter dreams of better days A bitter taste left after Tear stained pillow cases dry Hung to buffer in cool breezes On which I lay my head collects The subject of my longing May pure winds whisk further away Nostalgia of past dealings
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Added on February 5, 2014 Last Updated on February 5, 2014 |

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