The heart does not go gently in the night. It holds on to the darkness, to the pain of heartbreak. It moves through each memory, trying to hold on to the good ones. But only the saddest only remain.
The heart does not go gently in the night. It holds on to the darkness, to the pain of heartbreak. It moves through each memory, trying to hold on to the good ones. But only the saddest only remain.
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I think it's what the latest happenings in our life that stays , happy or sad , painful or not. All others might be forgotten not unless you try to recall on it and focus into it.