Fortsetzung von 'Don't be shy honey'
I don't like the memories because the tears come easily,
and once again I break my promise to myself for this day.
It's a constant battle.
A war between remembering and forgetting.
It's hard to wake up from a nightmar if you aren't even asleep.
In this time love was the only thing which pushed me on.
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