Memories of luck
memories of luck
When I hear those beautiful songs,
listened in the great years,
without any of these fears..
It feels like a knife going trough my flesh and bones
Hearts became hard as stones
songs that brings me memories of happiness, luck
in the darkness, I'm stuck.
It will never be like these days anymore
Realizing this hurts and tears can't stop falling
These people used to be my everything.
They hate me...
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