Memory In The Mist
Looking through the
mist of the past
Hearing the ego of
your voice in my dreams
Seeing your shadow in
our secret places
Your voice caught me
without a warning
Fire of hate burning
Why didn’t I listen
to the voices of
warnin’
The snake at the back
of your voice
That was so perfectly
disguise as an angel
Walking slowly through
the rain of my tears
Memories of us are
running through my
mind,
cuts me open
without a warning
The rose of promise
in your eyes
Trying to catch the
fallen promises
Reaching for a
Disneyland love
Remember the words
you spoke
Your gentle touch
on my skin
The soft glance in
your eyes
If only I could see
the twisted lies
underneath the beauty
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poem by Chanelle Strijdom
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