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Comments about Nicoletta Summer
Sometimes I think about forever,
and if we ever had it.
I wonder when you started to slip away,
and if it really was as quick as sand slipping through my fingertips.
Sometimes I wonder if you still think about us.
Do the empty promises fill your mind?
Does the guilt tear you apart?
Or am I just another faded memory?
Memories are all I have left of you.
I try to convince myself that they'll fix me.
But we both know I'm breaking.
And I think about how that mask of yours works wonders.
Seeing you brings back everything in a rush.
It takes ...