Memories are like a mark on my hand that fades with every wash . I try to hold onto the past but the world moves on fast I try to care about the past but everyone despairs on cast . What to do when everyone is dreadful remembering the past But you're the one Staying sharp Everyone let's the past go. Echoes erase ,memories gone Still having a little hope but not to mope Let them go with what they are I'm the one with the memories with my words that are.🥲❤

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Profile picture of user: rira

That's a beautiful take

Profile picture of user: lifeinslomo

I think that we are made up of memories. This is beautiful

Profile picture of user: sidusferam

ah, felt this one. the strength is in that little courage to still look for hope