‪I’m afraid of plucking away at old memories.‬ They bite. It hurts. And the more I remember, The more I’m consumed. Don’t forget, Poison remains poison. The antidote is up to you.
‪I’m afraid of plucking away at old memories.‬
They bite. It hurts.
And the more I remember,
The more I’m consumed.
Don’t forget,
Poison remains poison.
The antidote is up to you. poetry stories
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‪I’m afraid of plucking away at old memories

‪I’m afraid of plucking away at old memories.‬ They bite. It hurts. And the more I remember, The more I’m consumed. Don’t forget, Poison remains poison. The antidote is up to you.

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