Time goes slowly by
And washes away the pain
By killing one by one
Memories in my brain
It’s gonna happen one day
I will wake up and notice
That I have nothing to cry for
Because my mind is clear
Nothing to remember
Nothing to complain about
Not a number to text to
Nor a face haunting the night
Everything will be thrown
In the same dark bin
Good things and bad things
And your first name with it.
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But what will it leave out of the bin I wonder?
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An empty room, ready to take something new. I hope.
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I hope it leaves nothing in me….but your hope is better.
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My friend, nothing would be a good starting point 😉
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Well said, but I was referring to the nothingness of oblivion. 🙂
Still, I admire your faith. I wish you more hope and the strength to wait for it.
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Nothingness will give way to somethingness 😀 I have already been there before, many years ago. I survived to it once, I will survive again. I warmly wish the same to you.
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Thank you my friend.
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