Poem Quote #7030793
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His face voice and touch are still what fill my dreams, my every

His face
voice
and touch
are still what fill
my dreams,
my every thought.

I wake up screaming
at the ceiling
GET OUT!
GET OUT OF MY HEAD!

I dont want
your memory.
I want to forget
what it felt like
to have you hold my hand,
kiss me,
touch me.

I want to forget.
You.
Everthing.
Us.
Forget.
Forget.
Forget