passage of time

[17thsuicide]

rejected memories seep into my spine and
the srictnine touches down
my knees press into the cement as i
carve my name into several sandcastles
counting how far the sun goes until it hits my eye dead on
counting how far the sun goes until it hits dead on

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[anonymous]

rejected memories?

[anonymous]

Say what you want, my words will agree.
But deep inside my heart argues...
I won't let go, and I know you won't either.