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August 2012 I can;t hold onto these memories anymore,
thanks too them the past few years i can't account for,
might join the Marines corps or hold up a candy store,
any new memory to erase the old is all i ask for,
i used to know where to turn, and which way to go,
emotions for the wrong girl then started to grow,
on purpose i missed both free throws,
just so i could see her smile once mo',
arms waiting to let go, tired they still wait,
try to skate away my thoughts of a past mate,
once i looked upon your face, your beauty was once great,
until it caged me up and left me in a crate,
sometimes i get lost and act like a coward,
but i can make decisions better then Dwight Howard,
i can produce light after they turn off my power,
and keep track of minutes when everyone counts hours.
