In forgotten memory,
Is a lost soul,
Wondering around trying to find a place,
Where nothings wrong,
Where's there happiness,
Where's there's all ways be love,
But it just a dream,
Nothing is never perfect.
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In forgotten memory, Is a lost soul, Wondering around trying to find a place, Where nothings wrong, Where's there happiness, Where's there's all ways be love, But it just a dream, Nothing is never perfect. Author notes...So much a song can do to a person and make them wright a poem... ...Is this...good? |
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