If my brain is washable
And choosing its memories freely is able
I’m sure I wouldn’t got unstable
If time can really be an eraser
Or the memories can be removed by a cutter
Everything will be so much better
You should’ve never come
and treated me so warm
Coz I’m the one who got that harm
Coz you’re gone steadily
Alone to the eternity
Left me here hopelessly
Crazy
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