BeforecastA Poem by KeelyJane
A tortured soul; imprisoned by recollection
Haunted by the happened Nothing escapes; no sunlight gets through In her finest hour, she says "This moment would make the perfect memory if it were raining" © 2013 KeelyJaneReviews
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