Memories Poem by Brytanne Lee

Memories



Waiting for noon to come around
Times moving slow
Ineed to leave here
I can't take it anymore
These memories won't leave me
I want to go
The hands are choking me
Let me go!
The sky is turning darker
I can't see the stars
I can only see the grass
Worlds finally black
Noon will never come around
Time is not a matter
Im gone from that place
I can relax
But they have followed
My memories of me and him

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