Holes
Empty holes in time, within this broken mind.
Memories fade away, why won't they stay?
I've reached out, tried to hold on.
Nothing..... nothing till the break of dawn.
In this mind nothing last.
Even the love I had for you seems to fade fast.
Help me! I cry without choice.
But no one can hear my restless voice.
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