Memories
A single tear falls,Brought by memories of pain.
We waste away in our memories,
Day by day
No one else cares,
They have their own...
Own memories, own pain,
They don't need yours.
You walk around,
Stumbling, tripping in the dark.
No one helps,
They don't care about you.
The blind lead the blind,
An endless chase.
Circles, circles
Around and around,
There is no end in sight.
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