Alone Poem by Carlos Quinga

Alone



here i am again. same spot as i was before. confused and lost. but for sum reason i'm ok with it. how can that be? why do i feel this way? why cant we take it back to the good old days? more laughter and more happiness. why do we have to bring it back to the bad days and bad memories?

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