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Jun 2010
Memories fade, memories run,
Memories drift away into the setting sun
Memories hide, memories are the only thing that marks our time.
Memories lie, Memories hurt,
Memories make our worth inside.
Memories are hard, memories make us who we are.

So build me up and break me down
I swear I’m gonna get out of this town.
So break me down and build me up
I’m telling you I’ve had enough.
Our lives our worth more than this.
I refuse to believe were just accidents in space.
we’re made to love, yet we create so much hate.
yet we chose to forget as the generations change.
ryyan
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ryyan
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