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Thinking brings back the memories. The memories always lead back to that moment. That moment always brings back the pain. The pain always brings back the tears. And the tears always leave me too much time to think. The cycle will continue till I sleep, and then I will dream of you, and wake in tears. Every time I cry, I think, and I remember. And every time I remember how I left you I die a little more inside.