The dreams I had once,
The person I was once,
The friends I had once,
The things I cared once,
All have changed,
I have changed…
The time has passed,
Very fast,
When I look back,
I see only dark…
The person I was once, is history,
To be someone, is destiny,
How, is mystery…?
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 2:23 AM UTC
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