Saturday, September 4, 2010

False memories

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Isn't it strange the things we remember,
And the things we forget,
The images that linger,
And the ones that slip through the net

Isn't it funny the moments that remain crystal clear,
And the one that we simply throw away,
The ones we hold dear,
And remember to this day,

Isn't it curious what we hold on to,
Though many years have passed,
The facts that still remain true,
The memories that lasts

Isn't it peculiar how the past was different,
Even though the moments were shared,
But what matters is the present,
Another broken bridge repaired


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