"Some Day without Memories"
What is the point of a memory,
If it can be tangled and maimed,
In to a mendacious truth that influences everything
All movements, all cognitive vibrations,
They intertwine with motivation, dreams, hopes.
As I grow, aging so slowly,
Forgetfulness devours my brain
And I praise those imperfections.
For memories should not run free
Untamed and unaccounted for.
Eventually memories become futile
For they have no purpose in this event called life
He tells me to wait, wait for what we will have
If the future is all we can grasp
What is the point of memories?
2007-08-16
14:42:35
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eamc55
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uhhh... Chocolate lover... where's the rhyme?
2007-08-16
14:50:14 ·
update #1
Haha, sorry. Now that I'm awake I realize I read that wrong :)
2007-08-17
06:54:42 ·
update #2