Gone
Sometimes when I rhyme
I don't have all the time
I can think in my mind
Maybe just that
That I can't be kind
Don't think of the past
Tears don't last forever
Think of the days
When we used to play
Those days have gone away
Gone to waste
Like paste
Only they don't stick
They make me sick
Memories of you
Memories of me
I think about the time things used to be
So easy
The days were always breezy
Gone away away with the wind
Gone forever with sin
The crime that has been committed
I have been ommited
To death they say
They do not play games
You've put yourself to shame, they say
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