maio 23, 2026

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Do I exist? 
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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