Jaggered footsteps crushed dead grass, <br />Seen this place before. <br />Smelt it, heared it, breathed it and sensed it, <br />Now encountered once more. <br /> <br />High resolution photographs, <br />The memories clear as distillation's outcome. <br />In reality, when confronted with the photographs, <br />The memory wipes its window for no one. <br /> <br />You lead two lives... <br />You're two-faced, <br />But with a literal meaning, <br />You're estranged. <br />In two different times, <br />Present and past, <br />One identity that will never last, <br />You've moved on, but still dragged down by the chains.<br /><br />Rebecca Mummery<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/re-incarnated-being/
