Can O’ Worms

I thought that room was locked,

the mess hidden behind those doors~

but you flung them open wide,

spilling its contents~

opening that can of worms.

 

I run about to and fro~

frantically gathering up the memories,

shoving them back into the past

where they belong.

© annettealaine-2013
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