The gift of memory

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Fading stars,
Dreams too far,
These monsters haunt my nightmares.

Time gone by,
Faces past,
For you to love me is all I ask.

But is love a lie,
By the sands of time,
Don't deny the beast inside.

You see memory is a gift,
But it sometimes hurt,
And the pain of the past
Can hold you back.
The lies of the devil will hold you back,
He will let depression attack.

We all fear the past,
Memories do last.
What will we look towards,
How to go forwards.

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