Sleeper City
WinterKill SpringEternal
Foes of Arthur
Green Temple
Friday, June 12, 2015
Memory
I remember the scent
Of every flower I've ever
Been blessed
To smell
I remember the beauty
Of every face that
Has ever
Spoken to me
So why can't I remember
All the things
That are good and pleasing
Like you saying
That you love
Me?
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