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The Amnesiac
No memories
nothing to be fond of
it's all gone
erased
or hidden
I cannot remember
what if I could
what would happen.
Only forward because
back isn't visible anymore
maybe a blessing
I still feel cheated
like there's more to know
about myself about life
I know things so I was taught
I can read and spell and walk
but not sing I can't remember
any songs I just know there's a
melody I cant hear it,
I know red means stop and
green go but as Im walking
I know there's nowhere to go.
Rain beats down upon the
paved streets I roam
my feet so sore and tired
yet I cant stop I must keep going
If I dont tread on time could stop
it has already taken my past
and I wont allow it to steal my future
unless it already has and I just can't
remember.
nothing to be fond of
it's all gone
erased
or hidden
I cannot remember
what if I could
what would happen.
Only forward because
back isn't visible anymore
maybe a blessing
I still feel cheated
like there's more to know
about myself about life
I know things so I was taught
I can read and spell and walk
but not sing I can't remember
any songs I just know there's a
melody I cant hear it,
I know red means stop and
green go but as Im walking
I know there's nowhere to go.
Rain beats down upon the
paved streets I roam
my feet so sore and tired
yet I cant stop I must keep going
If I dont tread on time could stop
it has already taken my past
and I wont allow it to steal my future
unless it already has and I just can't
remember.
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