Memories
Memories are the only thing
One can call their own.
They are your window to the past
And your hold on the present.
Memories will never leave you.
They can make you feel secure
Or they can make you frightened
But they will never leave until you do.
Some memories are good
Some are bad.
Some we change or exagerate.
Some you leave as they are.
If I didn't have memories
To dream of while falling asleep
My world would be a very lonely place
Full of shattered glass and broken dreams.
Written 1993
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