Maybe I am a Hoarder of Memories, No!

Shadows, clouds hide the sun,

Mixed up memories, colliding as if one,

They pop and dash and scrape your skull.

and be damned if you have'mt hit another wall,

You try to sort through the trash,

throw this out, tear that up, file this away,

how did the pile get so high,

I thought I dealt with you,

but your right back in my face,

and I don't want to play,

I want you gone, just get out and go,

Why should I dredge you up from so long ago,

where have you lain idle for the past few years,

while you left me among a sea of tears.

You have a lot of nerve to show up today,

I am stronger now, I am sending you away,

Garbage In, Garbage Out!

There, that's better.

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The above is just a poem.

Have a great day!