Memory

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I loved the way you smelled
I loved the way your arms around me held

I loved the little things you did when you got angry
Now everything seems like an old memory

No matter what I do
Everything now just reminds me of you

I hate the fact that it's true
But at the same time there's nothing I can do....

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