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A Poem; 2020

I used to love memory lane

But hindsight is 20-20 and

that shit is whack.


None of the memories look the same now

Hinted with poison and stains

It's easy to ignore int he moment

but sitting here looking back


It's a pit in my stomach.

Not saying beauty didn't reign

Just saying, none of it's the same.


But don't let it go to your head

Because you know I always saw you

and still do

even after all the pain I've been through

and caused you

and still do

and you too.


It's just another wound I gotta mend through

without you.

Again

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