Sometimes I hate my memory
I wish I could forget it all
If I didn't have to recall
What they did to make me hurt
What I did to make them hurt me
If I could just forget it all
Then I wouldn't think it was my fault
Then I couldn't have had that fall
But I'm not going to cry now
The past is all behind me now
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Flying Away || Poetry
PoetryPoems by the broken, for the broken. {Lovely cover done by @tinhovercarinice}
