The Past That Lasts Poem by Liz Bitelove

The Past That Lasts



Why or why can't i just let go f this past that seems to last. Complexing went obsolete
to perplexing years that are now complete. It was hate that kept you blind and that little thing called time.

Saturday, November 5, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
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