Nostalgia is Nasty.»
Nostalgia is Nasty.
It
Pinches me Perilously.
Makes me Melancholic.
Grips me with Guilt.
Forces my Facades.
Rings me with Remembrance.
Queries me with Questions.
Drenches me in Doubt.
Wastes me in Wonder.
Fakes my Fancies.
Drowns me Dubious…
-m e l i s s i m a.
Posted April 11, 2012 at 10:08am in Nostalgia Melancholy Words Language English Writing Poetry Poem People Wonders Feelings Emotions Mind Melissima melissa ashley
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