The Past
The past has such heavy weight
like sunken ships
and ancient cement barricades,
so permanent
even in their irrelevancy.
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All I can imagine
is a burial
a flag draped gently
and army fatigues,
those boots that didn't
fit you right
blasting from your feet,
my heart a million miles
away with you
dying overseas.
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no day but today
try not to live in the past
something i learned from you
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