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I thought it was just the past

That kept me in this state of frailty

But did I see, no I didn't see it coming

Or crumbling away as each day progressed

I compressed it in a letter just like this

Then dismissed the way I felt inside

Broke my pride with every last note



I write and I don't know why

It just reminds me of you

And the memory of it all

Man, fuck everything I write

It just reminds me of you

And the memory of it all