how do i erase your memories!!
you often come back and haunt
you make me realise -
life is not beautiful sometimes
love is not beautiful sometimes
everything is a lie and fake
but then, then was time-
when everything was true
eveything was beautiful
but again-the truth is-
everything has changed since then and now-
everything stopped ...everything disappeared
All there is left- hole in a soul
So many scars -so many scars...
either you stab or you stop.....
