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Confined Memories

Everywhere i go i hear gun shots the blood the dwells within my body Pours down my decaying corpse as the memories of my past begins to awaken from their eternal slumber sometimes when you look into the eyes of death the memories you wish to forget begins to flood back into your mind as you lay on your knees the tears you wish were gone begins to come back the pain of knowing that someone you love no longer like you, the pain of losing someone dear to you, everything you wanted shatter before your eyes when your memories are confined to this world the only thing you must do to stop them from coming back into confront them but sometimes knowing what you desire is something that most people are afraid of this is why most people can never escape the pains of Reality, the chains of Humanity, the Bondage of Life&Death that is why Teens these days want to die because they don't want to be alone they want to be themselves that is what we all want to be accepted and to never be confined to are dark memories of light and darknesss

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