One day, there will be nothing and nobody's gonna remember you. Everyone will die. So what's the point with pushing your imprint on me? Why do you want me to remember your existence when one day you won't remember you?
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Thoughts In A Sad Persons Mind
PoetryThoughts when I'm depressed. Expect a lot. Because I'm always depressed. Technically it's poetry.
