Memories;
If I had memories of you,
I'd rip tear and burn them.
If I had memories of you,
It'd be of you trying to be.
Everything that you're not,
Just so that I might just,
Consider being by your side.
But it'll never happen.
Nothing you want with me will,
You cry, I laugh.
I laugh, you cry.
Good riddens.
The day you die,
Is the day in my life?
Where I’ll smile till the sun
Till the sun, goes down.
Till the sun, drops from the mother fucking sky.
Good riddens....

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