As painful as the memories were
they came in waves that wouldn’t end.
And always left my heart feeling torn apart,
unable to amend.
Promises made that time wouldn’t heal
the damage done inside.
A trail of memories from so long ago
should have just turned to dust and died.
For him, it seems like the magic worked,
the flames grew every higher.
I blocked his incandescent spell,
and in time he became a liar.
Must we always try
to cover up the past?
I sail in dangerous open seas
that rock my very being.
My compass always points emotionally
toward a very distant memory
My common sense refuses it
I’ve been there, done that!.
The hands of time can not be reversed.
Yet the blood still drips still from my wounded heart.
Yes, you are a liar.
Something to be very proud of!
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.....The Time has Come to 'Walk the Talk'.....~
......A message for ALL from the Deer Tribe...~
It is a great journey —
but you must do the walking
and have the willingness to change
and make the leap into
the next level of human evolution.
Become an inquisitive free thinking
individual that takes
responsibility for your life
and the spiritual accountability to live life to the fullest.
 Fuck the Monkeys |