Erased

Sometimes I wish I could
wipe away my memories of you.

Like writings on a chalkboard.

Leaving nothing behind but
fine white dust
and faded broken outlines.

But I know that even if my mind
could somehow be erased…

I’d still remember
every part of your face.

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  4. This is so beautifully written. But remember, you are so strong, and even if you remember everything, you will be able to crush it and focus on what’s important. If not now, soon. ❀❀❀

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  8. Oh man….What can I say….the feeling of your poem “Erased”….leaves the sensation that I too can relate….if it were easy to make the feelings evaporate…..but it’s engraved all over the face of my phase…..I’m loving your poem, it’s worth more than just some praise ❀️❀️

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