Echoed RemnantsA Poem by Skib
When echoed remnants
of a distant past are cast aside and dealt with last... Strong emotions this will invoke pain with every passing stroke. It will sear through you like sizzled flesh barbecued on metal mesh... For as you rake up said distant past you'll find your feelings will come last. © 2017 Skib |
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Added on May 30, 2016 Last Updated on May 27, 2017 |

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