They make my heart beat quicker, but leaves a constant pain.
And yet is is these memories that get me threw my day,and give me hope for tomorrow. For tomorrow is another day.
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| My memories of you flow threw my veins like the venom of a snake. They make my heart beat quicker, but leaves a constant pain. And yet is is these memories that get me threw my day,and give me hope for tomorrow. For tomorrow is another day. |
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