@rhiannonsweeet
A door from my past hinders my present.
A storm of memories.
Flooding my mind like a tropical storm.
Creating a wave of emotions. Seeping through the door.
memories of you start to fade away with a sip.
A sip of forgetfulness....
As the thought of you was breaking my heart...
breaking my heart like glass.
Glass you will find at the bottom of the sea.
-Rhiannon Sweet
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