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In time my memory has shattered

Cause the pain of time was all that mattered

Leaving the pieces not to be gathered

To lie dead and tattered

Together but scattered



Six on the counter and one in the bag



In life my dreams were lost

Cause the hurt of sorrow and its cost

You loves me one sided like a tree and its moss

To stand still and in loss

Excited with exhaust



Five on the counter and two in the bag



In grief and in tears I drown

Cause my rainbow of colors have all turned brown

Turning to fall with leaves on the ground

To fall up and without a sound

With nowhere to go but down



Four on the counter and three in the bag



In sorrow and in guilt I cried

Cause the regret of us is an uphill climb

Forgiving myself for the times that i tried

To tell you the truth but always lied

With only myself and no alibis



Three on the counter and four in the bag



In hate and in anger, but not towards you

Cause I'm half way there and almost through

Believing so firmly in what was never true

To live a life and live it new

With only myself, no longer you



Two on the counter and five in the bag



In joy and in laughter I found what I missed

Cause the old I needed was just on a list

Knowing for certain the last time kissed

To find what I wanted and wished

Now in love with only bliss



One on the counte and six in the bag



In ends and in beginnings there are lessons to learn

Cause a love that's real does nothing but burn

Having the knowledge of old and waiting my turn

To never stand still but always yearn

Love in my past is from which the love I learn



None on the counter and all in the past