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My first memory has faded away with times help.
The joy I felt evaporates into times air.
I'm here, I'm there...
I felt the happiness, I felt the sorrow.
The memory burns in with the fire.
The picture perfect setting crumbles and melts away with the flame.
The first memory has scarred into me.
Who am I?
Who am I suppose to be with this empty memory?



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secrets_of_silence said...
Nov. 1, 2011 at 4:25 pm
this is really good
 
J4Yc3 replied...
Nov. 1, 2011 at 4:29 pm
Thank you. Thanks for commenting if there is a piece of your work you would like me to comment or rate let me know. 
 
secrets_of_silence replied...
Nov. 1, 2011 at 4:32 pm
i'd like you to check my stuff out but its definatly up to you
 
J4Yc3 replied...
Nov. 1, 2011 at 4:45 pm
Okay I will check it out :)
 
-TheAftermath- said...
Aug. 26, 2011 at 10:39 am
Wow, this is really good. At first I thought it was okay, but as I kept re-reading it and really put some thought into it, I noticed that this was actually really deep. Good job. :)
 
J4Yc3 replied...
Aug. 26, 2011 at 4:30 pm
Thanks, I actually wrote this piece for school but it deffently came from the heart.
 
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