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Memories

Your memory haunts me,
Old photos kill,
Loving memories,
Tears I bear still,

Broken bones,
In my body,
A crash that left me,
Unable to move,
Trapped in a still body,

I love you so much,
But I know your not coming back to life,
Something I could never live with,
Something I could never sacrifice,

Those haunting memories will never fade,
My heartbreaking,
Almost glass made,

Sad songs play,
Yet your not here,
Your arms aren't around me,
Your loving kiss is just a sad memory,
Loving and sincere,

If only I could turn back time,
Bring you back to me,
Then you could see,
That you weren't suppose to leave,
That was me,

Together forever,
That's a promise I made,
I will see you soon,
If your not in this world,
Nor should I be,

cperry

@cperry

My name is Caroline Ingrid Perry. I am 13 years old and live in Vermont! I absolutely love soccer, basketball, writing, June, poetry, food, color, traveling, my family, my friends, the city, the beach, culture, Vermont, The Wanted, music, London, the UK, One Direction and so many other things. I love writing, and I hope everyone likes my poetry and stories! My best friend is Kylie Helfant! She's absolutely hilarious and I love her to death!

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