Monday, 16 December 2013

Memories

Memory memory detached from me
come once again that I may live
as me, for present innocence I be
and can walk as any man I please.
He seems, the cheerful kind
And her, charisma fills the eye.
Excuse me, please your memories give
that I may be as giddy as thee.
Memories do make us all
and when lost, 
new creatures we must all turn.


K.Oni

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