Met me on? V. You don’t remember me? Or the day we met? That’s hard for me to see X. Can't remember to forget. Forget Forget Forget A memory of John Gone Gone Gone Along with your regret All the time we spent It was Like falling up a hill Now all the empty space For all your time to fill Now all the... Sign in to see full entry.
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