Amber R. Smith

Rookie (2/22 / St. Louis, Missouri)

Stupid Memory

That stupid memory, that fear of mine
That is always going to haunt me, from time to time
Of losing, being thrown away, being replaced
And having to remember it every time I see my own face
It is like sand, that silly game of love and romance
When you hold it tight, it leaves you in a slow, painful trance
It comforts one to hold things tight in your grasp
But if you do in this place, that comfort will be your last
It was easy at the start, with the lust and the high

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