Sci fi/Fantasy image byHeather Curtis-Clayton
I haven't drawn any pictures of my male character in ages. I did this poem and picture as a sort of memory rebirth to him. The poem is called 'The Memory of Me.' All these broken promises meant to keep, Haunt me now into the depths of sleep. And now these dreams have become nightmares, But would you ever dare to care? Upon this dark and lonely path I wait, For whatever may meander my way. Though there is nothing here to see, Nor shall there ever be. Lost and long forgotten is the memory of me, However upon this crossway I shall be. Until the day should come to past, That you will find me here waiting, at last. © Heather Curtis-Clayton 10-10-04
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