There wasn’t much
Discussed at all

Communication is
The last bastion
That falls
When things die off

I had to remake
Your memory

Maybe we don’t enjoy
Who we are now
And we only exist
In nostalgia

In memory
Use it or lose it

And you lost it
I showed you
84 pages of mine

Static and white noise
Turned tangible poise

It rocked something
Rocked it so hard
You ended up not
Wanting the reminder

Which is fine
I never wanted to hurt

But something in you
Couldn’t contain
Memories like
I’ve trained to

Which is a shame
I hope you’re okay

No one deserves a
Shockwave like pages
To remind you of
The you forgotten

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