Family and friends come to mind,
When thinking about my past.
Lots of gatherings through the years,
Some things accomplished

Imagine
You are sitting
Near a grave

That happens to be
Your father's or
Family member

Our feelings or
Tears are touching
Out the

It is a shifting, ghost silhouette- an animate corpse that shuffles without direction along the bone-littered shores of

The past once existed.
The past lives on.
The past had fond memories.
The past had bad memories.
We have to work on the past,
Inorder

i want to see the world
but prefer not to be seen
i want flawless skin
but don't want to be vain
i would kiss your lips
but you'd