Time is Lost
I can't hear the rain anymore.I think it went away.
I can't feel the pain anymore.
I think that went away too...
Or maybe not.
Maybe I'm just used to it.
I try to let go of my past.
But it gets harder, as each day goes by.
Regret? No.
But as the wind blows my hair towards bad memories...
I cut it off.
Just so I can't remember.
But apparently, their memories and
they can't go away unless......
your brain dead.
(Hmmmmm) That's an idea.
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