i remember when it was all good and we never fought. i remember when you touched my face and kissed me sofly.. i remember the nights and days, the good and bad. why dont you ever remember what you helped me create? why do you not see how you make me feel. we never talk the old way, and we never say anything nice. for once i wish that i didnt
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