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"Calendar" Category: Poems
I'm lost in your memories. Time moves on and I stand still. The taste of innocence in my mouth, And the distant voice calling.
If this is living then I wanna see you take it all away from me. Take it all away.
Friendships tear away at calendars. So we try to move on. We can't, we can't, we can't, So watch yourself become lost in your thoughts. And lament tomorrow with me.
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