Stone Memories

I stand surrounded in the garden

Of memories in which I’m stuck

Because of the curse she’d struck

That made my past harden.

 

The goddess of darkness didn’t pardon

My feelings upon freezing my bad luck

So I’d never escape and would forever skulk

Amid mistakes that aren’t golden.

 

I must use happiness and love

To escape my fear.

I must hold my head above

 

The scene which horrors of

My past will soon clear,

But only if I channel my inner dove.

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