When did she start to kiss me with eyes wide open?
When did she start to feel burnt by my gentle touch?
I can't even remember any names she called me
Everything faded in tasteless grey long ago

Memories are graveyards and haunted houses
Inhabited by the ghosts of who we were
We forget everything but sadness
We drown in oceans of regret

Moths will devour
Everything we chose not to destroy
Dust will eventually cover
Our smiling faces in the photographs

Tempus Edax Rerum...

Memories are graveyards and haunted houses
Inhabited by the ghosts of who we were
We forget everything but sadness
We drown in oceans of regret

We are graveyards and haunted houses
We are ghosts of who we were
We forget everything but sadness
We drown in oceans of regret

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