Saturday, 21 May 2016

Remember the Petals

Everything has gone
With time and its great power;  
I know you had promised many -
Many vows you had breathed
Know that it's not you I blame
Time's like that
It's will an old game
Slowly you'll see
All of this would be a memory
It'll happen even if we don't show
Also know,
Sometimes the memory of love
Is better than walking its dying steps

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