Remembering the Memory
Remembering the Memory
I can not remember,the memory won`t come,
just what this string is for?
This one that I have untied;
I just untied it?
from the knuckle of my middle finger.
It is just a memory.
I am not heading to the store,
I already have my plenty.
I do not drunk no more.
I am not going fishing.
I do not want a smoke.
I have no money in my pocket,
I lost the picture with ewe locket.
Did someone have a stroke,Yes.
My boss.
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