Memory

 
I've melted my heart, my head is heavy
..I did this.. I did this..
MY MEMORY SCREAMS
voices bring me to my knees
..I did this.. I DID THIS!

Why am I loved only when I'm gone?
Think of me long enough
to make a memory..

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