Deny

Deny by: Germund B. Compuesto Memories shattered in a glimpse, a box of happiness that's kept, trying to hold on in hopelessness, trying to bring back everything in a trance, memories of pictures, memories of joy, cloaked with pain and agony, tears in the present tomorrow is different, asking myself why, asking myself how, asking myself where'd i go wrong, yet no matter how it goes, no matter how i tried, you're still gone."