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I was messing around on the piano today and wrote this, It has music too.
Just use your imagination...
Or send me your email and I'll send my terrible playing too
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The times when we forget, they creep up slow,
and take you back, They snap you back, they break your neck,
and whats in side is better left un-said.

There is nothing there that will be of any use,
Better left behind,
Left, right?

The thoughts that haunt, they never leave, they will take you to your grave.

And then
when nothings left,
the thoughts will turn to what they might have saved.

And kept so safe.
So safe, so lonely, so set them free.
Set them free,

set them free, and then let them find out where they need to be.

There is nothing that we treasure more than our peace of mind.