I Don't Want To Be Erased

It's not fair that I can't forget. 

Why do I have to remember

All the tears

All the blood

And all the sweat?

Amnesia would be bliss. 


Psychotic dementia. 

Anything to take away the pain.

Anything to make the memories disappear.

Forgetting is like dying. 

But so is being forgotten. 

I don't want to be erased

If I can't erase you too. 

The End

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