Oh sweet memories.
How I live your sweet smiles.
How I live your sweet embraces.
There is a time when you were there.
There was a time when we use to be.
There were a time when we ought not have.
Living like so I can dream but when midnight comes.
Its a jarring headache of mine,
reminding me to live again.
. reminding me to leave what the past did.
. . remnding me all the past pain give.
2 mins untili 1.
I am still smiling at the ceiling,
my brain dances with my mind to the tune of a band,
from a wayward time.
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