DAYS

​I look back at days

Days I made you smile

Days I would walk miles to see you

I still would 

Days filled with laughter 

Now fill me nothing but pain

We tilled a garden of roses

only for thorns to bloom

Distant memories of pain inflicted

I hold on to memoirs and gremoirs

Have you healed 

Were you ever hurt at all

Are there scars 

Marks of wars we fought

Days and night naught

Wounds of mine still fresh 

Wounded more to see your flesh with another 

My world taken from me

To wonder I have 

Did I ever have you 

Imagination and reality  

brewed in one pot

For my existence you know not
-Evil.Poet
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