The summer night the wind goes by.
The rooftop we stood on while we whispered lies.
About our life that will go by.
And our mark we never made that people would've remembered.
We wish we wish we could be together.
For one last time could last forever.
But for now it stays a memory.
And we wish we could switch our stupid comments and make them cleverly.
And For Now It's Still A Memory.
-indieEnthusiast

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