
I hear the whispers
Flowing through the halls
The memories of
The time I did fall
They follow me
A ghost from so long ago
I thought it was over
I guess I don't know
Where to go
I see the pictures
In my mind
How my pain is so very
One of a kind
There's no pain like it
The pain I spent
I hadn't realized
I'm still hell bent
I thought it was gone now
I guess I'm wrong now
I miss the times when
Shadows didn't follow
Burning, tearing, bringing me down
Always, darkness, following me now
Memories in black and white
Seem so far away
I guess these are the kind of things
The things that never fade
Memories in black and blue
Memories that hurt
I think of them, at least I try
Because they always burn
My Memories
In black and white
Reminders of how
I can never do things right

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