Poem of sadness.
There are things that will became part of our past,
Things that seem to never last
Like humans, that will go back to dust,
It’s because our goodbye is a must.
There are things we might be forget darlin’,
Pretend, that we have never seen
They should never come back again
Because they can only ruin
There are words that left unsaid,
Emotions, which just buried
Because some not sprouted seed
Can make a heart a living dead
Some things make us worry.
There are those that let us feel sorry,
Even though the lanes of life are thorny
One thing is for sure, I don’t want you to be—just a part of my memory!
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