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MEMORIES
The door is open.
You can stay in,
Or you can leave.
It's all the same to me.
I don't even care anymore.
Well,actually I do,
Yet I don't.
I know I can't expect you to understand
Because I don't even.
I'm just so confused,
So lost,
So empty.
What did you do to me?
I mean,really!
At one time,
You had me wrapped around your little finger.
Now,I'm pressed beneath your thumb,
Struggling for air,
For life;
Trying to break free,
Trying to survive.
But I guess it's all over,
And we're out of time,
So I must just let memories provide.
