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Memories

May 28, 2014
By julianaram BRONZE, Burr Ridge, Illinois
julianaram BRONZE, Burr Ridge, Illinois
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Its crazy to think every thing’s a memory.
In the past.
In my mind.
Alone.
Just.
A.
Thought.
Nothing has to be real.
Everything is fake.
Every idea is now a memory once its been thought.
Crazy.
What a crazy thing to think.
Until you realize this poem
Is a lonesome memory too,
By
The
Time
You
Reach
Its
End.



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