I keep writing,

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And I keep discovering,

That I really did.

I blocked out every good memory of you and I.

So many smiles,

So many hugs,

And love,

So much love was there.

I couldn't believe how much I forgot.

Now I sit here and ache picturing it.

My wall is falling down,

I need it back.

Let me forget again,

Let me forget you,

Let me forget the rapist,

Let me forget the brother,

Let me forget the best friend,

Let me forget it all,

All of you.

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