Memories
Family,
Family has no end,
Through our lowest or highest, we stick together.
Even during quarrels, love does not abonden us.
Because once something is gone,
you can never get it back.
All that you're left with are...
Memories.
Memories of greater times.
Memories filled with regret.
Memories of the family that once stood by you.
Because family should not let go of each other
But grab on tight and never lose sight of things.
I can't imagine a world without them.
They are the one thing I can't lose.
And I know letting go is hard
Yet something stays with us...
Something that can't be taken away.
Memories of greater times
and of something with no end.
Through joy and pain
Family is here to stay.
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