The light to one's eyes began to fade as
years wear on the body. The mind starts
to forget about some memories. They start
to fade away into the darkness like pictures
in an old photo album.
The mind always looking forward towards
the future as it tries to forget unwanted
memories. Memories that might interfere
with the future of some.
All memories put away into a larger reddish
book that rests in an old corner of an attic or
basement. Age begins to decay even those
memories as years eat away the album.
A sheet of cobweb and dust the only thing
protecting it from the outside world, but even
that begins to increase more and more. As
years bring layer upon layer of dust.
As life wears on and the body dies, the
memories are gone forever. Memories that
sometimes brought happy and joyful feelings.
The unhappy ones remaining those to never
forget the lessons that were brought with them.
Those lessons lost to anyone who is willing to
listen.
The grave swallows all it's secrets and along with
the mind that it belongs to.
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