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Memory
January 11, 2016
There’s blurs and flashes
Like quick clips of a movie
There’s muffled shouts and cries
Like using a pillow to cover it up
There’s dimmed color
Like all the life has drained
There’s no emotion
Like being numb in the cold
Then it all goes black
She lies on her bed
Stretched in dark beauty
The tears well, ready to flow
The quiet whimpers of a pup
She doesn’t want them to know
Know that she is pained
The thinking is too much but there’s no forgetting
And so she does not want to grow old
Then her eyes roll back
© Chae Lin S., Providence, RI
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