I say hello
You say who are you
I say It's me we know each other alot
You say I can't remember you
and I say well what the shoot
Forever in my dreams
I hear the screams
of forgotten people
in their steeple
of even more forgotten things
They have strings
that forgetting brings
Forever they leave
like the lies they weave
leaving scars and marks
from they're not needed cocky remarks.
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