She does not live there anymore
Pass by as often as you want
She has already closed that door
To the past, to the past
She finally said goodbye.
It has been a while
Since she moved away
But it took her
An eternity and a day
To move on
From the past, from the past
She is no longer burdened.
Everything became stale
Yet she soldiered on
Even then when hopes were frail
She fought past, She fought past
Til she smiled at last.
Whether it is
Irony or cliche
To come walking by
When her feelings no longer sway
It is a blast from
The past, the past
She no longer yens for.
May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 7:19 AM UTC
She does not live there anymore
Pass by as often as you want
She has already closed that door
To the past, to the past
She finally said goodbye.
It has been a while
Since she moved away
But it took her
An eternity and a day
To move on
From the past, from the past
She is no longer burdened.
Everything became stale
Yet she soldiered on
Even then when hopes were frail
She fought past, She fought past
Til she smiled at last.
Whether it is
Irony or cliche
To come walking by
When her feelings no longer sway
It is a blast from
The past, the past
She no longer yens for.
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