My WordsYour WordsMyselfWhy I Created This Place
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Perfect MemoriesCome for a walk In my perfect memories Take a look At my long ago house Have a chat With my former self Look at life As it should have been Stroll by My vacant garden That won't bear anymore flowers Because it exists Only in name Play follow-the-leader With my childhood dreams Because if you come back They won't be here anymore I can see my perfect memories With holes injuring their worth Because my memories Will always walk this side of flawless But they'll never be flawlessly true |