I'm bitter with amnesia.
I wish memory loss would last
for life would be much easier
if I'd forget about the past.
But soon after when I forget
my daunting demons are dragged back,
slyly whispering of regret
their cursed tongues scathingly attack.
I want to unhear those voices
who have my heart in a seizure,
I want to undo your choices
and forget about amnesia.
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