Memories
The Past Was Never Ment To Be
Anything More Than Memories.
Now I See You Came For A Reason
And Served Your Purpose Now Its Time
For You To Leave. I Still Have Those
Memories They Live Within My Head.
Constantly Reminding Me Of The Times
We Had And The Things We Did. I'll
Cherish These Memories Until The Day
I Die.
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