All we are is a memory,
Lost in the passing of time,
Waiting to be recalled and relived.
An instant can change us,
A mind can erase us,
But time will always hold us dear
Nov 7, 2011
Nov 7, 2011 at 3:16 PM UTC
All we are is a memory,
Lost in the passing of time,
Waiting to be recalled and relived.
An instant can change us,
A mind can erase us,
But time will always hold us dear
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