TIME PRESENT PAST

Time. How u eventually forget things until it jumps out of nowhere into your peripheral. Then standing tall and sharp, front and center. A reprisal.
Sharp pain of memory and time shooting you down or taking you hostage.
Falling hard against your past and it has come back to claim you.
— Cam Ie

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This blog is about writing (poetry in particular) and random thoughts in a nutshell

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