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People tell me to push forward,
and forget the past,
but how can i forget the past when you make me see it everyday,
the flashbacks are pain,
it feels as though someone was stabbing my heart then proding it,
if only to adjitate it more.

I tremble when you walk by me,
and shudder to think what you could do in onw single,
sweeping motion.

I try to stay away,
but you only come back,
and kill me inside,
slowly, agonizingly,
so only you know,
you wish for me to draw back in fear,
so you can feel as though you have complete power over me.

So now you may realize,
its not easy pushing forward,
when you keep pulling me back into the past.



This is a poem that i wrote on 12/3/07.