Forgetting The Past - Poem by Biff McGuire
How do I slay this noxious beast?
Smoke and mirrors, lacking in feeling release
The infection doth lie so deep within
I shall never shed this constricting skin
Surrounding my heart, as if to protect
What remains of a future, and cutting the deck
To let the cards fall in a random mosaic
With some joy that is left, and my sanities sake
As all of the final days pass in a flash
The window of happiness closes its sash!
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