Memories

I’ve got these memories,

that’ve been etched into me.

They’ve shaped who I am,

more than my DNA.

I’ve got these memories 

that are more faded 

than these thrifted 

denim jeans.

I’ve got these memories 

that I wish I could unseen,

but they’ve already 

made their home in me. 

I’ve got these memories 

that I want to live through again,

but now they exist as 

just a distant dream.

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