If memory was written down
I’d cut it up and cross it out
‘Cause memory holds the hurt inside
All the pain and all the lies
And you might think that past is through
But the past goes right on through
And memory holds the hurt inside
Regret creeps up on you
So put your hand into my hand
And baby we’ll forget that life had even started before our hands had met
Miniature landscapes by Matthew Albanese.
Beautiful scenarios made of steel wool, cotton, ground parsley and moss.
I’ll meet you on the VHS aisle.
Self Portrait by ~CatharsisJB
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Miniature landscapes by Matthew Albanese.
Beautiful scenarios made of steel wool, cotton, ground parsley and moss.
Self Portrait by ~CatharsisJB
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