My Memories
Something I cannot live without is not materialistic
It is not something as simple as a book
It is not something as simple as an instrument
It is not something as simple as a bed
It is my memories
The memories that remind me of the life I lived
The life that I made so many mistakes in
The life I believed I did not want
I cannot live without my memories
The memories of something far more painful than starvation
The memories far more beautiful than water to a parched throat
Memories of love
Memories of sadness
Memories of pain
Memories that are more painful than anything I may find on this island of
Solitude
My memories motivate me to survive
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