Jan 2013
As today passes
I feel a few months back
Where the days
They begin to unravel
And I know I won't
Be able to recall them
When I wake up
Tomorrow
I feel a few months back
Where the days
They begin to unravel
And I know I won't
Be able to recall them
When I wake up
Tomorrow
My memory, it's disappearing. But where is it going?
© Amara Pendergraft 2013
© Amara Pendergraft 2013
