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the layers of my heart are memories

one memory falls onto another

it hides the previous unintentionally

but both are just as important.

the pile of memories becomes so big

that i forget that they're a part of me.

they overlap, intertwine and bury within me so deep

that the steps to meet my soul become steep.

there's happy memories,

but there's also sad, hurtful, excited ones.

there's some that wash with water

and some extinguished with water for the fire to pass through.

the memories make up the edges of my fragile heart

not my sensitive soul.

memories are only from remembrance

and that is why my heart is made for remembering...

so the memories stay.

- the layers of my heart are memories


This poem is a response to the prompt "memories" by Ahsia (@ahsiawriting on Instagram) for the week of December 13, 2020.

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