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Midnight

In the silence of the night
a lifetime of
Rated-R memories 
creep up 
emerging 
from the depths of my mind
to haunt me. 

Unwelcome guests. 

Old memories
sometimes faint 
often in vivid detail

Booming 
echoes of the past.

Disturbing. 

And unsettling
like ghosts 
they linger— 

Whispering in 
reverberating decibels 
You Worthless 
Wretched soul 

I wear the past
as the present 
its cloak
chilling me
to the core. 

Unsettled. 

Rated-R memories
they remain

A midnight symphony 
of unease

Old memories 
that never 
cease.

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