Broken Read Count : 93

Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Even what they call the end has no end...
If it is to last forever. 
What about me, as long as I live,
I will always return to our memories.

I don't live in the past, but I can't forget
What made me once happy.
If I can no longer be,
At least I know what I live for
For the rest of my life... broken.

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  • Jul 26, 2023

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