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That's How I Remember It

And I've Got The Scars To Prove It

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

he introduced color

to my drab existence

unlike any other

with a gnawing persistence

he filled up a void

that the world left gaping

an emotional toy

man, I must've been napping

cuz I fell for those lines

like a fish stealing bait

time after time

I ignored those mistakes

cause I knew who he was

would make its way back around

like a gambler who draws

when I should've laid down

an addict that's jonesing

for just one more fix

when he was just posing

I was one match among sticks

another cigarette burned

another drink he threw back

had my head a-turnin'

he never let up the slack

until he grew tired

just restless and bored

another badge he acquired

just the last one he adored

that was, till the next one

then I was retired

thrown out like the garbage

like old milk that expired

but if you were to ask him

that's one side of the story

he'd say it's sink or swim

and he wasn't my bouy

but believe me, I remember

and I barely survived

his love was a blender

and my innocence died

but, it's ok, I've moved through it

and I will be alright

It will sure take some doin'

to see love through these eyes

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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

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    Written by Kelli Sheckler-Amsden