I Live In the Past
I always live in the past.
And I don't know till when would it last.
With memories that haunt me everyday.
With pain in every picture inside my brain.
I found my heart, broken and full of dust.
Now I can't determine artificial from real.
But I always live in the past,
And I will always will.
Copyright © Oliver Coronado | Year Posted 2015
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