Memory Prison
There is no prison as strong as my memory of you.It holds me tight and has no doors that I may go through.
On lonely nights I gaze out through the bars
And stare and wish upon the stars.
I went to hell and back for you.
It was the least that I could do.
You taught me how to dream again.
I just didn't know how to begin.
Then you tore it all away,
Though I begged you please to stay.
And now I find myself so trapped because,
There is no prison as strong as my memory of you.
It holds me tight and has no doors that I may go through.
On lonely nights I gaze out through the bars
And stare and wish upon the stars.
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