Her Haunted Memories
She has faded away, pieces gone
Her life quiet and still, a haunted memory
There is no air for her to breath.
Through shattered tears and pain
Time passed harsh and shrill: haunted memories
She has faded away, pieces gone.
Is there one to comfort souls
To gather the mess and trauma:
There is no air for her to breath.
Why stray from times passed
granting, the ghost of memories?
She has faded away, pieces gone,
As parts of her once real
now nothing but wasted energy:
There is no air for her to breath.
There is ruin and distress
In her haunted memories:
She has faded away, pieces gone
There is no air for her to breath.
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