Gone are the past
Days with
Bitter, sweet
Memoirs
Those days when
It’s all gone
Yet, it comes back
Knocking
When
Memories recall
Those were the moments
Gone
And all the days
Still
Keeps me
Lingering, wanting
To walk down
The road
In times
As my heart pound
I realized
I am
But all alone
And
Soon it’ll all be gone
Gone
It’s bound
And all these will
Soon gone
For I feel lone
When you’re gone
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