Memories.
often get mirrored
in the present.
Cocktail of emotions
get reflected in mirrors,
infinite are the reflections.
Remembrances of things past and present,
elephantine photographic
or ephemeral
bring with them
bunch of red roses
all collected and bunched together
presented by her once
true at times they evolve
into cactus plants
with thorns thrust into my skin
forcing me to deflect
attention
deflections but
prove futile
since the excruciating pain
of love still persists
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