Eternal
A human on earth.
It doesn't live forever.
A human hurts.
Feels pain in ever which way.
As i sit here.
I drown in memories.
Pressing me. Crushing me. Killing me.
I think to myself.
I wish these memories would fade.
Escape to the sun.
Burn in the fiery pits of Hell.
Vanish into my surroundings.
Disappear through the door and never turn back.
No.
Not as I wish.
A candle, a flame, doesn't burn all day.
A human on earth doesn't live forever.
But memories, they are eternal.
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