Memory Lane

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Talking to you like my heaven place
Forgetting that you might leave someday
But deep down I know this place is cold like ice
Hands and feets numb at midday by sunray

In here, beneath only lies
And the truth is only torn you apart
In here, buried memory lane
Memory that no need to assert

I smile while you leave
Looking back only gave me misery
And this is my last goodbye
I woke up from my imaginary

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