Memories haunt when you want them gone
Moments from the past
shall be seen once more
Through the rose colored glasses
Which now you have broke
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She loved the stars, the moon, the sky
She loved the people who wore an disguise
She loved the books she read on the green grass she layed
Until the star, the moon, the sky
Faded away from her mind
Mere memory reserved for the people
Because she said she hates them now
Barely touched books that now reside on the grass
Waiting to be open by the girl who once lived and laughed
