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Broken Memories.

I lay in my bed at night all alone in the dark...memories come to my head. Memories i desperately try to forget. Memories of you. Memories of me. Memories of us...and how it felt to be happy. But those memories eventually fade but more take its place;;the memories of pain. Memories of tears and holding myself together and how you hurt me. But how it was all forgotten once we kissed. And i ask myself the same question...What is missing my in life? What do i really need? And it always comes back to you. Your smile. Your lies. Your name. Your games. Your voice. Your touch. And how what we have is never enough.



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