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The Memories of Yesterday
Just like a heart that has no
beat,
the memories of yesterday.
Time stands still my mind in
retreat,
as I struggle to find my way.
Everyday my life replayed,
slowly the motion goes.
Father Time I try to persuade,
truly he's the only one who
knows.
The thoughts that always
reoccur,
branded on my heart and soul.
Events that passed by in a blur,
now demand all control.
It's easy to see but hard to
find,
that I am imprisoned by my
own mind.
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