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joyful or filled with sorrow

something from it is gone

that cannot be brought back.

every love is a memory



so memories fade, you forget

you can go on like it was nothing

yet you try to replace what was lost

yet it never works, never is right.

every memory brings pain



but they don’t fade completely

they linger, they hide

they slowly build up inside

a poison in your veins

and overwhelms you all at once.

every pain turns to hate



to forget would be bliss

an end to the suffering

but then you’d lose the joys

the memories that made you happy

and would come more pain

there is no solution, no way out.

every hate drives us forward



every love is a memory.

every memory brings pain.

every pain turns to hate.

every hate drives us forward.

and so we continue through life