Memory
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I still hold you
In the clutter
That my heart has become
My mind is at war,
Fighting you off
But my heart wins
Littered with pieces of you
That refuse to leave
Its reluctant confines
You are perched there
Often visible
And hidden at times
No matter how many walls
I build
To keep you apart
From the mesh of thoughts
My heart,
Always digs you out.
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