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MEMORIES


MEMORIES




I think of you as time goes by
Putting together the pieces of your picture
Kind of romantic, kind of bruised
You think of the times
When we were together
When you had fallen into my arms
I thought the world was within me
Gets so hard to think of it again
I don’t recall you
But the moments
That held us together
Now, empty promises, they face me as lies
Broken hearts burn and fly away
Faces that I can’t see around
So, I guess its too hard on me
As the last candle of hope burns out
In the darkness I find myself
When I look around us together
Oh, it’s the memories that had held us together
I am the only one whose looking around
As time passes by
And surround me with the memories of my life

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