Array ( [sid] => 184618 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Colder Realms [time] => 2017-11-06 06:01:53 [hometext] => “I remember the very thing that I do not wish to; I cannot forget the things I wish to forget.” Marcus Tullius Cicero [bodytext] => /
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they keep coming back,
though I push them away;
they always return,
at the end of the day.

all the intrusions,
regrets and doubts;
the kind of memories
you want to shut out.
the phantoms of guilt,
cold realms of pain

when the light draws down,
they return again.

they keep coming back,
though I push them away;
they always return,
to mark the new day.




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Colder Realms
Date: Monday, 6th November 2017 @ 06:01:53 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: spike
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they keep coming back,
though I push them away;
they always return,
at the end of the day.

all the intrusions,
regrets and doubts;
the kind of memories
you want to shut out.
the phantoms of guilt,
cold realms of pain

when the light draws down,
they return again.

they keep coming back,
though I push them away;
they always return,
to mark the new day.






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