Renewed feelings slipped through my defense
Had to make room they were getting intense
Beating back only stiffened their resolve
Heart’s overflowing as it dissolves
Passing by again her head held high
Mona Lisa smile eyes piercing deny
Any love left has gone by the way side
Now I see it nothing’s left but to die
© 2016 Michael Yost 03/23
Hang in the ring, brother.
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Many say leave the past in the past, for myself I find myself saying, “How can I know where I am going if I do not remember where I have been”. Great post. E
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