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Starting Over
A picture with a thousand moments, makes the hardest memories and I think I finally know it as I hold it setting fire to all that we could've of been, you mistook that and looking back I'm thinking maybe this is how it should end
The clock ticks and the views changes, the second hand picks and stealing moments that I sometimes wish would stay the same. In end I haven't forgot a moment of a single memory, maybe I just forgot what they meant to me.
Looking back I don't know how we got so far. Maybe it was the hope it wouldn't always be this hard, but as it got tough, so did love and now the memory is written in scars
You said you'd be my last love, last kiss, and I thought it would last forever then. Now that my dreams lit, my wings giant, the only last you are is the last time I love again
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"memory written in scars" well said, simply said, friom the mind unvarnished.
Enjoyed
~S~