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My thoughts were even slipping away. I had one last lifeline- my dream-like thoughts. I was trapped in a supposedly unconscious state, with no food, water or even air nessisary to keep me alive. I had my thoughts on repeat for who knows how long. The same words, letters, flashes of memories... Even in black and white memories were memories. Memories were a way to keep me alive. I forgot color. I forgot love, I forgot emotion, I forgot humanity... I was beginning to forget how to forget something. Forgetting how to think.
I couldn't move, though I forgot why, and I couldn't see. Could I? Did watching the memories mean seeing them? I was unsure, but as the thoughts and insecurities slipped away, I realized there were no more to replace them. Realization was not enough.
As my last thought slipped away, everything rushed back in a blur of light and noise.
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Dont Forget...
RomanceEverything has gone wrong. The government were strict, but very uniform and trustworthy. They told all to the society, and give all to the society as well. But once a single secret was revealed, everything began to fall. A forbidden task. A forbi...
