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Old Memories

It's a song,
It's a laugh,
It's a memory,
It's a smile.

I'd walk a mile in your shoes if it meant I'd get to keep them.
I miss you so much,
I can go back to every memory,
And I'd still see someone I made up in my own fantasy.
Someone I thought I knew.
I thought I knew you.

We can talk for hours,
Me and your different personalities.
We talk about the future,
and old memories,
Conflicts of today,
And why we're afraid for tomorrow.

I remember when we used to trade clothes,
And I would laugh because you fit into my purple jeans.

We would talk into the night,
And into the day without noticing the time go by.

It's a song,
It's a laugh,
It's a memory,
It's a smile.

I thought I knew you.



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