“Useless Memories”
By Ashley O’Hare
It’s sitting there
collecting dust on the floor–
the memories you gave me,
taunting my heart and soul.
There is nowhere to put it-
it holds no purpose now.
Its presence is a constant reminder
of a life that has come and gone.
There is no point
in staring at the past.
Sweeping it under the rug
never seems to last.
These memories have a way
of haunting my brain.
I wish I could donate them–
to simply give them away
and give them a new place to stay.
Far, far away.

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