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Beneath My Conscious Mind
Not every day do I see your face—
Or hear your name.
I no longer long to curl within myself,
When thinking of you.
I would like to believe I am over you—
But then again,
Why do I still think of you?
There was a moment in time,
When a smile could not escape my lips;
And yours could not resist mine own.
One day you will be nothing—
But as for now,
You are still a part of me,
My past,
My eternity.
Of which I am made,
Is partly because of you.
Sink beneath my conscious mind—
Bury within my soul,
Your presence;
Never again bring us up—
Rest beneath our mortal sin.
As what was of us,
Should not have been.
We resisted fate, as one,
And for that I was torn—
But now I am whole.
And yet you still rest,
Beneath my conscious mind.
