The memories and lies
Some good times
I’ve had
Sad
And mad
Inside me
Behind me
Frightens me
On the same day
I found a way
To say:
I loved, cried but survived
Again
To play and lay
The words
I wanted to say
Miss
Love
Care
I was used to
I was almost there
Love…
(Where?)
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