Our Lives
Our Lives Are Full Of Letting Go, Getting Back, Forgiving And
Forgetting. To Learn Is To Be Taught, But to Remember Is To
Recite. To Live Is To Be Alive, To Die Is To Realize, The World Isn't
All It Is Meant To Be. Even Though My Mind Has Gave Up My Heart
Is Still Fighting. After All The Pain Has Been Washed Away, The
Scars Haven't Faded, The Bad Times Have Passed, The Good Times
Are Now Here. So Embraces Every Memory You Have.
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