The memory of you is just to hard
As I look at all the scars,
Scars upon my wrist
I try not to remember all the time I spent
But now I see how bad I'm bent
I just wish you wouldn't have left
The memory of you is just to hard
As I'm looking at the stars
wishing that one day there will Be no memory
The memory of you
But until then I must say
You are in my mind all day...
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