I'm drowning in memories which hurt
When it's 3 A.M. and I get flashbacks
Of us holding hands
Memories can sometimes kill people
And sometimes give us a reason to liveYou are a page of my life
That I never want to read again
But again the memories, they visit me
Reminding me I am alone in this mournfull strife of emotions again
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In The End, Love Lost [POETRY]
ПоэзияHow is it possible that I feel like you're already breaking my heart and I haven't even had you yet ?