Ghost of Memories Past

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I'm tired of this house,
I'm sick of this place.
I've gotten tired of running
After something I cannot chase.
So we hit the road again.
Is this going to be the final time?
That I have sad memories of happy times?
Memories are haunting me,
They can't let go.
I'm afraid of turning back
For the fear that I will find, a hollow road
Memories, that I cannot let go,
Have been forgotten on that empty road?
Will they remember me?
Will they care?
Of the girl, that was once theirs?
Or have I become a memory too?
A ghost of the past,
Coming after you.

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