your memory burns like a fire
a fire with each passing breath
it grows hire
each passing thought
i grow weaker
fading into the blackness
consumed with your memory
cant catch myself
just fall into the darkness
the sweet darkness
to stop the pain
just fade away
a fire with each passing breath
it grows hire
each passing thought
i grow weaker
fading into the blackness
consumed with your memory
cant catch myself
just fall into the darkness
the sweet darkness
to stop the pain
just fade away

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