"I'm disoriented,
She always talks about me,
But it's about how worthless I am.
How I can't do anything right
I'm tired of failing,
Losing the ones I care about,
I'm tired of the mistakes I make.
I still get dreams of you.
You're still on my mind, still to this day.
I wish I can fix my errors.
I want to move on from the past
But I can't, because I'm still thinking about you.
I'm still falling,
Falling in a sky filled with darkness"
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Memories of a Distant Past
Poetrymem·o·ry ˈmem(ə)rē/ something remembered from the past; a recollection. "one of my earliest memories is of sitting on his knee"
