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Memory
I thought of this today
in memory of a friend gone astray
friends are clean and mean
but still I find the shame inside of me
as hard I try to stay away from her
I still know she is my cursed cure
If tommarow brings no sight of light
with myself inside myself I will fight
belive me when I say she is fine
but belive me also when I say she is a crime
into her hole I have fallen so deep
to get out is a wounderous leep
I thought of this today
in memory of a friend gone astray
