Your Guardian Angel

A voice calls, whispers in the head, tainted memories of the person you used to be. Tainted memories of those you thought loved you. Crying in the dark, holding onto your memories even though it's the agony of the life you used to have. The ghost of your past relationships, dead and now taunting you with faint laughs and smiles. Wholesome scenario with a depressing topic. More a filler than anything. . . . Don't Repost