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Memory Lane

Walking down the cold streets of memory lane The warmth slipped through my hands I couldn't help to know that I was the one to blame as I fumbled around for your touch. ThingsrushedbysofastIdidnthavetimeto t h i n k Blinded by once was I took a wrong step You disappeared from me with one blink into the torment of a cold...cold..cold heart. Echoes of the past come to strangle the ghost of you A heart so cold only the brave one can bare Lost and confused I waited for the final cue the sick torments it has within waiting to pounce. Walking down the cold streets of memory lane One day oh cold heart I'll be the brave one for you Always seems to bring the greatest pain but until then I'll be the warmth she needs.
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michael-ellis
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Dec 23, 2011
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