"... memory of you."
The memory of you is stuck in my mind,
like a poison it runs through my veins
holding me as a prisoner to its
hurtful jabs.
Like the most obnoxious curse,
you refuse to leave me.
like a poison it runs through my veins
holding me as a prisoner to its
hurtful jabs.
Like the most obnoxious curse,
you refuse to leave me.
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