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Square window. In pots - a wallflower.
The snowflakes whizzing past.
Stop the moment! You are not as
well, how you are unique.

You were like a rock solid, flawless
You swore you didn't want to be like everyone
But the wreckage of time and lives
Just crying someone will remember about you.

His forehead imprint on the sweaty window.
His scent forever here in the spiny tobacco.
His gaze good-natured, retold by the court.
He will live after death, not to...

... But memory is a cruel thing. She strikes out from their lists all, sometimes you a much-needed change, but does not erase the images that cause every day you unbearable pain. And it's also fate. Isn't it? And if my fate is to remember and to burn alive in his own hell, then to hell with such a fate!

Forgot... Because I didn't want to remember...

The memory contains particles of memories and knows how to get them - nobody knows how and why - at any time.

- I will never forget.
- You've said, but that's not gonna happen, not the way it is. You will be forgotten.
I will never forget. Something will come up and only you will never forget, he said.

How much time remember the smell of a man who loved you? And when she stop loving?
I need the hourglass.

And suddenly I was offended by the woman forgotten.

Memory problems begin when one wants to forget something. The line between health and madness is quite fragile, it can disappear as the horizon line in fog, absolute humidity. Any trifle can break a person, and how sometimes it is tempting to break...

Every shower comes the hope that one day everything will go back and clean the old stains will disappear as doubts about his innocence, or as the result of his mistakes, or the scars of his betrayal, or like the memory of his kisses. So we are waiting to went to the shower, hoping for the best, even if we know in our hearts some stains are so indelible, nothing will not wash them.

The memory remains with you until the end.

Remember me when you're on the beach or better yet, when are you going to draw broken things and little remains. Oh, my little remains. Let my name be in the picture, that it somehow served a purpose in the world.

No, you don't need their sympathy. All you need is a mention of his name. In General, let they say anything about it.