Memories flow through a length of time,
Residing deep inside our mind,
Showing itself from time to time,
Reminding us of all our finds.

Be it good or bad,
These memories forms our sight,
Revealing truth that was just beside,
Shooting down all the lies.

Though some of my memories contain fun,
The others are just plain darn,
The pain these held just makes me run,
Making me do naught but stay and grunt.



Was plain bored muahhahaha

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