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Jan 2013
Homemade movies of a childhood that never lasted
Seem to past by us when we weren't even aware of the time
We grew up and grew apart from each other’s company
The smiles we shined at one point have dimmed out. We ran out of time

Why did we have to grow up, to change for the worse
Time did us wrong and it feels like a never ending curse
All we can do is try to remember who we were before
Capture the memories that still roam around the living room floor

Scattered memories that cling on by the scrapbooks we created
Slowly turns into dust and with every day that passes it slowly fades
Pictures of us we hardly can remember become unknown
The warm friendship we use to have turned hard as stone

I close my eyes and it seems everything we had has washed away
I hold my breath to wish it back but we can’t bring back the good old days
We live in a world where time passes by and we don’t even see it go by
It goes on and on until the day we lose our memory and gently die
Tony Davalos
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Tony Davalos  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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