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Memory bank , a sea where I'd rather drown
pebbles scattered on the ivory ground
Roses laying between their holes
I'm here , inking our good memories over the bad wounds .
Thinking and bleeding with everything they tore .
Then I have you sprinkling my life .
That now I regret my urge to die .
Now my memory is the place id rather dive .
I'd perhaps prefer to.drownwithin it than wake up to this life .
Staying with you turns me blue
A life , a moment , a second without you , and ill have not a single clue .
© Rosli
Roses laying between their holes
I'm here , inking our good memories over the bad wounds .
Thinking and bleeding with everything they tore .
Then I have you sprinkling my life .
That now I regret my urge to die .
Now my memory is the place id rather dive .
I'd perhaps prefer to.drownwithin it than wake up to this life .
Staying with you turns me blue
A life , a moment , a second without you , and ill have not a single clue .
© Rosli
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