Forget

Stop. Focus. Over.

I sold my soul to the devil,
it’s not what you would expect.

I didn’t want fame or money,
I just wanted to forget.

Now my memories are gone,
there’s nothing to regret.

And you’re just a shadow,
hiding behind a cigarette.

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