Forget-me-nots
Remembering everything
Makes forgetting hard
Yet society runs from it all
Oh how I love the smell of Forget-me-nots
Yet; I hate them
They make me remember what I want to forget
I know i have done wrong
God has punished me
So don't worry
Revenge will not be needed
I cannot deny my sins
I asked God this questions the other day
Why do we remember the bad
more than the good? Such negativity drives my beloved mind insane
It's like looking at the dead grass and weeds
instead of the plans and flowers that are of bloom
remembering everything
Makes forgetting hard
Yet society tends to run from it all
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