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Him
Lost in thought and memories
Whishing time could be rewound
Knowing nothing in life is certain
But my past has me chained down
Why do I let my memories haunt me
Bend my steps and force like mistakes
Leaving me and those who surround me
Living lives estranges and left to break
So although I’m in full awareness
Of how the future is mine to mold
Those things that always plagued my mind
Wow how his games got old.
