I still hold onto the memories,
they're the last thing I have.
I go through them every day,
praying I'll never forget them.
I hold onto them for dear life.
The moment they disappear,
so do I.
It's hard enough to live without you,
but please,
don' t take away the memories too.
Don' take away my last strand of sanity.
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Poetry 1.0 (Completed)
PoetryAll of these are poems that I've written, and they are sorted into the order that I wrote them, so if you feel some of them are amateur-ish or bad, read the newer ones, or even check out my newest work in Poetry 2.0 :)
