The sweet memories

Should I bury them?
Or let them go?

Do I hide from them,
The sadness they grow?

Because all the while thinking
It’s this I know

Each one is planted
In harshly Farrowed soil

The post office
The flag

Your hurt
The pain

A cold shoulder
Then rain

Never knowing
If I was a game

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