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Oct 2011
Where did I lose my way
When did I lose my grip
How did I let this life slip
I search my memories
Search for clues
Search the past
For answers
But all I find is you
And now I look in the mirror
At a stranger staring back
Who is getting more familiar
As my memories, my life
Are draped in black
Ryan King
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