Μemories of You
AS I WAS WALKING HIT ME INSIDE
CUTTING MY BREATH SHARP AS A KNIFE
MEMORRIES RISE IN FROND OF MY EYES
MAY YOUR HANDS SLIGHTLY TOUCHES MY MIND.
MEMORRIES CRAWLING INTO MY MIND
SLOWLY FEEDING MY RELENDLESS DESIRE
EVERY WHERE I TURN BURNING DESIRE
HEAT ME AGAIN LIKE INEVITABLE FIRE
THAT'S HOW I LIKE IT IN TO MY MIND
KNOWING IT COULD NEVER REPEAT AGAIN ALIVE.
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