Clumsy [completed]

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My memory is void.

I couldn't have been in the car with Adam that night,

Let alone be in a crash that I can't remember.

I sit there,

By the window,

Trying to think of how any of this makes sense.

When I think I'm getting close,

My mind blanks.

Just like that,

I'll lose train of thought and I won't even remember what led up to it.

It's like someone else is thinking for me.