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The memory is unbearable I cringe as it rises from my subconscious; haunting me It plagues my mind I need to find a distraction Write, write, write, write Stapling papers drawing forms; Archiving documents. I get on my 20 n get time alone. The memory creeps up, I can feel it as my mood keeps changing. Distraction distraction distraction Look at the cars speeding down the streets The couples huddled close for warmth Hmmm that's could have been us F U C K Your memory is creeping in Everything I see reminds me of thee. You can only distract yourself for so long before you have to face the truth
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Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 12:15 PM UTC
Distraction
The memory is unbearable I cringe as it rises from my subconscious; haunting me It plagues my mind I need to find a distraction Write, write, write, write Stapling papers drawing forms; Archiving documents. I get on my 20 n get time alone. The memory creeps up, I can feel it as my mood keeps changing. Distraction distraction distraction Look at the cars speeding down the streets The couples huddled close for warmth Hmmm that's could have been us F U C K Your memory is creeping in Everything I see reminds me of thee. You can only distract yourself for so long before you have to face the truth
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thalion-voronwe-aearion
Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 12:15 PM UTC
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