The wind isn't cold anymore,
The sand isn't gold anymore,
Everything isn't as it was..
Everywhere, trees are thrown,
Leaves are torn.
Just like nature..
Poof,
She's gone.
She's not who she was anymore,
She's not who she used to be,
She's gone.
Old shoes aren't called new anymore,
With words, notebooks aren't empty anymore,
Everything isn't as it was..
Rubbish on the floor,
Everyday, everything is getting worse even more,
Just like things we use everyday..
Poof,
She's gone.
She's not who she was anymore,
She's not who she used to be,
She's gone.
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