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Posted in angst, Authors, beartwinsmom with tags choices, Depression, memories on July 28, 2008 by beartwinsmom

Which one would you choose?

What waits beyond

The light through the cracks?

Memories of past hurts

And previous loves?

Surrounded by the doors,

I need to choose:

Which one to open?

Which one to lose?

Savouring the sanguine memories of love on my tongue;

Suffering the bitter sting of failure in my heart;

Perceiving the faint echoes of melodious promises in my head;

Envisioning my life like a slideshow in my brain

Sensing that the choice is upon me again.

Should some doors stay closed?

Photo courtesy of ohad*, by a Creative Commons license, some rights reserved.

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