a voice from a past
perhaps better forgotten
seeps in on a chilly wind
to whisper softly...
"I'm sorry
and have never
forgotten"
a memory twisted
and torn
between blissful abandon
and regretful dissent...
beauty lasts forever
as does madness
and doom.
I am sorry
for loosing my mind
before ever having a chance
to be driven insane
by you.
I offer my apologies freely
in the form of a fearful poem,
not to remind
of bitterness
nor to deceive
or lure...
just because
I'm sorry
and remember
you.
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