Atleast a 1mm Memory

Not almost all of them turned bitter
Still sweet enough to taste 
Not almost all of them turned to ashes
Still good enough to read the letters
Not almost all changed to snow
Some portions are still warm to hug
No lies to myself 
I do
I do
Chat the same name when I'm
sound a sleep
with at least a  1 mm 
sweet little memory left!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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