~shooting stars~

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I forgot how to get you out of my head,
I can't remember how to forget you. one day you were trapped in my subconscious,
and in another you was running through my mind.
then I feel something pushing me into a dead end,
when I opened my eyes were my memories of you.
now I need to get high to try to remember how to get over you,
or to try to get you out of my head for a few minutes,
because it kills me slowly,
disguising itself and captivating me more every second,
being trapped deeper and deeper in my own world,
shooting stars with your name being shot more often in my mind.

                                                         -Reb-

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