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Mar 2018
As I travel back
To the memory lane of ours
I witness what beauty was
It was you holding me
When everyone let go
It was you keeping me
When everyone gave up
It was you serenading me
When everyone shouted
Now that you're gone
I guess I'll never know what beauty is

Written by
brxken  23/F
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