Beautiful Memories
With everything I have seen in life,
With everything I have been through,
With the heartaches and bleeding heart,
There is a memory to pull me through.
When my heart was bleeding deeply,
With a lot of hidden talents.
All the emotions I felt,
I still felt so secured.
Then suddenly, I heard
A melodious and tiny tune
That touched my bleeding heart
And healed my bleeding wounds.
Sweet memories that reminded
Me of being talented.
Bringing smiles upon my face,
As I joyfully rejoiced over and over.
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