Gone the days of Christmas
And so as the old year
Which it left some scars
That it may not disappear
No matter how you try
As the saying goes
"Forget and Forgive"
"Move On"
Yet in any given time
One object to another
A subject may come up
That links to your past
To remind you once more
A healing wound
Never been a scar after all
They're the colors of your life
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