By Arcassin B
Paranoid but in all the right ways, when they all
become straight and narrow,
Placing things in front of me that I didn't see,
You're just a memory.
I love letting go , don't you tempt me,
Now you're a memory.
Paranoid but burning slowly , don't know what could hold me,
Dealing with mindless people as I go along in this thing called life but everything will be a memory.
Still wanna try to be vigilant,
But that was just a memory.
I say farewell to newly mades and peaceful decedent memories.
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