In my memories you're just a sillouette
Your outline smudged and grayed
I can't see your face
Your voice is muffled
Void of gestures
I've known you the longest
but I can't remember
"She lives on in your memories"
No, she doesn't
When there is no God and no memories
What do I have left?
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 9:17 AM UTC
In my memories you're just a sillouette
Your outline smudged and grayed
I can't see your face
Your voice is muffled
Void of gestures
I've known you the longest
but I can't remember
"She lives on in your memories"
No, she doesn't
When there is no God and no memories
What do I have left?
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