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Jul 2013
All my memories of you,
Are just that,
Memories.

I'm cleaning my hands of you,
No more love,
Memories, all that remains.

I don't love you,
It wasn't real,
Memories of you.

My Memories,
Fade away.
Cherry Rae Lynn
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Cherry Rae Lynn
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