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The lights are out inside my head
I'm down and out in wonderland
Communication at it's worst
I'm forgetful but not disturbed

I waste my life on down the road
And now i'm thinkin' "where'd it go?" "where'd it go?"
My memory has been outdated
And now i'm wonderin' "where'd it go?" "where'd it go?"

Amnesia eats me up
I'm sinkin' in a rut
I try but i get stuck
Until i just give up

Hello my friend we meet again
I can't remember who you are
I can't remember anything
Hello again and what's your name?

Amnesia leave me be
You get the best of me
I lost my memory
Now soon my sanity
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My grandpa had amnesia and he used to say it was fun because it was like meeting new people everyday, or playing "what name can i call my wife today and NOT get in trouble?" - ahh the good old days...
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Cool dude. :) I like this one. It's well written in your usual style. Me and amnesia don't get along to well. Both of my grandfathers had it b4 they died due to the neurological diseases they suffered from. The last year or so of both of their lives it caused them not 2 know who I was. It's the pits. :(

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This is really good! I love the rhyming scheme.

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thank you much

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