The memories we create, and those we erase.
They taint our souls.
Bending and breaking us to their every whim.
How are we supposed to write a piece when we cannot feel anything?
Dear child, reader, man and woman.
Feel the emotions attached to what we choose to remember.
Remember and love,
Forgive and forget,
Hold dear to those who have tainted their lives with the unnecessary crutches.
A broken soul,
A heart without a friend.
Breathe deep, and relish in our minds...
...soon we'll be all right.
About Me
- Elocrocker
- Words are powerful things. Whether the story is written for entertainment, educational, or for personal/psychological reasons, all words can leave an impact upon someone else's life.
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