M E N T A L
I always forget to remember that I need to remember to forget you.
I just remembered that I forgot and now it's too late.
I'm stuck in a whirlwind and I can't reciprocate.
This carousel of memories and I can't get off this ride.
The only bad part about being trapped in your own mind is that there is no place to hide.
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