Memory

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There's a lining inside our minds that traps dark thoughts in and holds them tight. You can feel the misery bleeding off of them. Trailing through your body and reekkng havoc on your heart.

Its all the same song. Skipping on repeat over and over again until the record has shattered to pieces and all your left with is the memory of a beautiful song that used to be...used to be something magnificent...but now it is only dust.

God bless the soul, for it is all we have left..

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