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Memories
Memories I love come back to me through musics,
Scratches my wounds & leaves a deeper blemishes,
But you heal me up,
I see the woods in the dark flaming up,
In a flare of claret by the new flames,
I am gasping for the rain in the valley,
Asking for the love ungiven and long craved.
© well_wisher
Scratches my wounds & leaves a deeper blemishes,
But you heal me up,
I see the woods in the dark flaming up,
In a flare of claret by the new flames,
I am gasping for the rain in the valley,
Asking for the love ungiven and long craved.
© well_wisher
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