I Want To Forget

Memory is a bitch
She likes to bite
She stabs you with thoughts
So you can't sleep right.
 
Memory is a whore
She makes you pay
She reminds you of pleasure
That was taken away.
 
Memory is a cunt
She likes it hard.
She reminds you of pain.
She shows you you're scarred.
 
Memory is a slut
She can't get enough.
She'll make you think of it
Suffer 'till you're tough.
 
Yet without each memory
It's hard to live.
As much as she hurts you
She tries to give.
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