About remembering the dead.
The last scene have since been shown;curtains have long
be drawn.
Yet grievance still takes over us.From us, death has taken untimely.
At the passage of time,your life became a memory to us.
We check to see if our memories are were we left them.
We feel,it’s every time we must see them.
Untarnished memories awakens our blood.
We remember,so that we will not forget.
Memories of our lives we take away with us,when we are no more.
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