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The night is cold and dark.
I feel things deeply, vividly.
I remember moments from a long time ago.
I reminisce from the memories I buried in my heart.

Nostalgia awakens me.
Memories from my younger years.
Memories when life was still so adamantly colorful.
Memories when I used to be so so happy.

What happened?
Where did it all go wrong?
Why am I like this?
How will I survive from this?

It aches my heart to forget the past,
to forget people,
to forget things,
to forget places.

I can not exist without those moments.
The good and the bad.
I will hold on to it,
No matter what life brings me.

I will stop searching for answers.
I will stop looking for love.
I will stop crying because of sadness.
I will stop, stop, stop.

But why can't I, stop?
Is it my fault to hold on to things so dearly?

But why can't I, stop?Is it my fault to hold on to things so dearly?

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