memories

Well I have such memories
in fact they are my enemies
such vivid, hapless memories of you.
I’ve got thread
and I’ve got needles
and people on which to lean
but the blood it keeps escaping
from the stitches inbetween
Its cause I have such memories
such vivid, hapless memories,
they seem to be my enemies
these memories of you.

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