Or am I just someone else's memory,
Trapped in a moment,
A fragment of loneliness,
A beam of melancholy
If I am in someone else's head,
Tell them to remember something
Pretty about me.
To remember me when I am happy
Just so I can know that there's more of me
Than this crumpled memory of a sad girl.
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