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Forgetting
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2020
Forgetting what has past
After all it did not last
Why keep pictures just to torture myself
Living in the memory of I'm gonna need some help
Why do I always want to hold on when I should let go
As much as I have experienced this you think I would know
I'm addicted to the feeling to the sudden rush of satisfaction
Flowing through out my body
But then I remember somebody
It's you
Your the one
You son of a gun
Why do I find myself in constant thought of you
I wonder where you are who is doing you
These thoughts are no longer mine to contain
After all these things it's all that remains
