Picture
There is a picture
of you and I,
when I see it
I begin to cry.
All the good memories
gone in a flash,
my heart like a rock,
you decided to bash.
I'm over you now
this I know for sure,
time was my remedy
my homemade cure.
I'll remember the good
forget the bad
for when i see this picture,
no longer am I sad.
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