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Echoes | ||||
The echoes creep in unexpectedly They are the memories The good... The "I Love You"s The shimmering smiles The bad... The "I don't want to date you"s Or the horrible things of your past Upon you, without a reason Why do they enter? At times when you don't need them At times when you least expect them If they're in the past why do they keep revisiting? Nobody minds the good memories But why is it always the bad ones that keep creeping in without reason The loved ones lost forever By good cause, are okay to have But why are they always pushed aside by the loved ones that hurt you? Why must things be this way? Whether a pessimist or optimist, it doesn't matter because life and its realities always lean to the pessimistic side Life is evil by nature Do our memories need to be this way as well? Why can't the good ever outweigh the bad in at least one thing? To hold a steady, peaceful mind Is to be blissful And oh to always be blissful May the echoes of evil halt to a silent whisper And come and go as quickly as the wind May the fond memories stay instilled in us forever Imprinted in our minds and hearts To bless us and to make us blissful |