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Corrupted memories
Corrupted Memories
Your mind is like a capsule of time,
It cant be stopped, neither yours or mine,
It contains so many valuable things,
Being on top are your memories…
They are like pictures, Branded inside of you,
They are part of how you feel, and what you do.
Got to understand, what happens when its messed with?
The picture will never be perfect, what was real will seem like a myth
You wont believe what happened to you, when you get messed up
The ones you loved backstabs you, your soul will be like a wondering pup
No where to run, no where to hide,
From these corrupted feelings you tend to fight…
Unable to let it go, that memory will haunt you for the rest of your life
For someone else wrong doing you still pay the price…
And the world doesn’t care, because its gone form times to empathy
Right down to times of apathy.
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Comments
TopHatPangolin Says:
Cool! ^^
Some of the rhymes sound a bit forced, though.
Funky Says:
it was hard to read it on thsi comptuer, sicne it doesnt show the background at tiems for some odd reason.
Its really good, i liked how you used some words in there, like the wondering pup part
Angel74 Says:
like it
i have alot of corrupted memories