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Memories
All these memories flash before my eyes,
I can't seem not to cry,
I miss how things where,
With my mom and dad,
My grandmother still alive,
Everyone was happy,
Now I wish I had my knife,
I just want to cut the pain away,
Why must I be here?
I can't seem not to cry,
I miss how things where,
With my mom and dad,
My grandmother still alive,
Everyone was happy,
Now I wish I had my knife,
I just want to cut the pain away,
Why must I be here?
Published 17th May 2011
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