When the Love’s gone
and turn to be sweet memories
When the Hates fade away
When everything seems flat
When the Ego vanish
When I dropp everything on me
I Could see much differently
From other surface
When I look back
There’s nothing
None that I could see
Only Mist which left
Sad would not bring my old time
Time goes by and Life goes on
Just see those as memories
Don’t makes you drawn
To the good memories
Just makes quick look
Be happy and share happiness
Now, Tomorrow and Future
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