Memories

Memories,

Sometimes gloomy,

Sometimes grins.

A beloved,

Lost in the peregrination of time.

Weathering of memories,

Metamorphoses the heart.

No more anguish no more tears.

No emotions left behind.

The door is closed,

That leads nowhere.

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