There lies my last memory
Plastered on the wall
Placing its hand,
as my shadow,
over my whole,
As your thoughts placed in me.

There lies my sweet memory
My silent memory,
it leaves a river of expectation
And delicate agony.
Over my whole.
As your lies left in me.

There lies my blinding memory.
That deep romantic presence.
Gentle woman,
Breaking, seeks escape
from her demonic lover
As I seek escape from you in me.

There lies my last memory.
Stepping toward the vast fountain
Blindly following
The silent night.
Praying to the bright eyed angel,
To bring relief,
The relief I need to be set free.

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