Memories
Oh all of the good times that we’ve shared
My Memories.
When I’m alone all I can think about are the laughs we shared
All I can think about are the funny moments we shared together
Remember the time when? When we went to? Oh yes, those were
the times.
My Memories.
Everywhere I go I will always carry them with me to reminisce on the
good, bad, and funny times.
The times when I remained humble
My memories.
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