in search of old pictures of who i use to be.
afraid of the memories that might arise.
i will hold them until tomorrow.
i'm going to have a self healing night.
here i go back to my sixteenth birthday...
old memories rushing through my head
old feelings coming backgo away go away
i only want to see her
the girl i use to be
i don't want to see himhe's a part of the past
the girl i use to be
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