Remember that day you called me pretty?
Oh that was a surely a lovely day
Remember when you hung your arms around me?
I loved that moment in every single wayBut are these things now just a part of the past?
I can't bare to feel the same pain
I once wished that our love would last
But I guess it's not sunny, it's pouring rain
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Book of Memories (Poetry Book Number One)
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