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Apr 2014
I don't know when you passed from a person
To a memory
I remember you
But do you remember me?

The time we spent could've been a lie
Looking back, why did I try?
Was I the darkness that I felt at night?
Was it wrong what I felt on sight?
I wish I could ask if you remember me
But you are just a memory.
Written by
Dylan Mallard
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