Remembering the past,
As the moment pass
Wondering how it went wrong,
Why this feeling is so strong
Reminiscing as the wind blew
Under the skies of blue
Waiting for that end,
Like no one would last; don't pretend
So take it before it's too late,
And embraced it whatever it takes
knowing that it will soon left,
Like a flower that blooms, fades AND BENT
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