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Memories

I'm making you up as I go along
You are sure of yourself and operate autonomously
In a world of complications
We are often in disagreement
Our conflict is necessary
As definition becomes more refined
Our feelings are always mixed
In a blend of efforts
The score undermines
What is nixed
Between us
I made you up in numbers
Just as opposites attract we repel and like each other
I prop you up in lines
Not to possess
But to make you mine
In a shaft of events
God gives in for a bit
Letting me shine
Looking good
In front of you
Forever

If you remember doomsday
Then I am in it
Although not always
At my best
So you do your worst
Without even trying
And you sell your soul
But the Devil's not buying
Which is why I last saw you
In a house of ghosts

The long and short
Quickly gone
Our brief history
Went for a song
Over and out
While tuning in
Our shrouds adjusted
A life of sin
Without even knowing
Where to begin


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