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Memories by Desiqual
Maybe like is momentary, short and cruel
It might hold no remorse when it plants fear in our hearts
We are numbed by the disastrous events in the world
Making us regret our very existence
I might go on a journey far away, a place resting in coma
To a place where I can’t suffer anymore, in soft death
Where the flowers bloom peacefully in silence, but
The love I feel towards you proves that I’m alive
Managing to pull the small, tight cords that link every feeling
The distance grows and the air becomes of ice
The hands of the clock move every thousand year
I’ll become something like an empty vessel
Something like a shell, with remembrance of anything dear
A thing with no capacity for remembrance
If so;
It might be in that moment that I’ll forget who you are
And the trigger of tenderness that you hold
Everything will lose meaning, every voice, every soul
The love I feel towards you is the reason to continue to live on…
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