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Memories

By , Saratoga, CA
They tie me back,
They hold me down,
They come to me,
They let me drown.

They visit thoughts,
They visit dreams,
They come again,
They hear my screams.

They're why I live,
Why I've not died,
I can't let go,
Oh yes, I've tried.

They give me hope,
They let me try,
That past is gone,
I will not die.

Cuz I remember.



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