It's Memory Killing Time
by Sara BC
My body burns with longing
Tears well up
Then freely fall
For what could have been
What should have been
Your scent
Your face
Your voice
Your touch
Invade my dreams
Intrude upon my waking hours
Stealing sleeep
Strength
Joy
Peace
This must end
Now it’s clear to me
I can’t face another tomorrow
Without you
Tonight
It’s memory killing
time
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