{jouska : a hypothetical conversation that you impulsively play in your head}
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as the memories fade,
as the time passes,
my life continues on.
alas,
the memories are not
completely gone.
stored in the back
of my mind,
reminding me of
life's treasures.
the clock ticks,
the years fly by,
still
the memory
is afresh,
your face nostalgia
of what could
have been.
knowing that,
I would never
see you again,
but at least,
I have your face,
yet it's nothing
but a simple
memory.
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sorry I haven't updated — life is busy! always lurking in the shadows whether I'm offline or online though, haha!
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- senuri
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Poetrythe pain never really disappears, does it? it just becomes a dull throb in your heart. - a collection of negative & positive poetry. after all, life consists of both pain and happiness highest rank: #45POE cover: @oceanwaved
